Seductive Master, The - 01
You had been invited to the party once before, and
knew what to expect. In your heart you desired to be
chosen by him. But in your mind you feared it
somewhat. To you, the first time you went to the
party, it was just another party. A friend had
suggested you go and you were surprised by the things
that happened that night as well as the man giving the
party. Somehow your friend had gotten approval for you
to attend, which you learned later was not easy, for
the Host was very selective about how came to his
parties.
Your friend, Dana, told you how and what to wear
for the first party. You knew what to wear for this
one because of the experience. Dana told you to wear
either black or red clothing. She also said you were
to wear a dress of silk or shear material, being sure
not to wear a bra or panties. You were to wear black
or red nylons with matching garter belt and heels about
3 inches high. You were hesitant about going anywhere
without a bra and panties, let alone to a party to a
strangers house. Dana continued to assure you that you
would not only enjoy the party but beg to come to
another one. She was right.
You are standing in front of the mirror putting
the last finishing touches to your makeup. Your heart
is fluttering at the thought of him, the host and you
can feel your pussy twitch slightly. You reach down
and adjust your garter belt and hook the nylons you
just finished sliding over your legs. You stand in
front of the mirror again and begin to run a comb
through your hair and glance down to your firm, round
breasts. The nipples are hard already, from the
thoughts that have been racing through your mind. You
reach down and pinch them both and feel the tingle of
your action all the way down to your pussy. You finish
combing your hair and then slip your dress over your
head and then comb your hair one more time.
You are lovely. A beautiful, sleek lady. Your
auburn hair shining in the lights of the bathroom.
Your dark green eyes dancing with flicks of gold in
them. You slender frame glides when you walk, despite
the fact you are not accustomed to heels this high.
You look yourself over for one final look, think to
yourself, 'Not bad for an ol' lady of 24' then walk
from the room.
Dana is waiting in the living room for you. She
looks fantastic. She is wearing a black dress, just as
you are, and has heels on that are at least 5 inches
high. Every hair on her blonde head is perfect, as is
her makeup.
"Ready to go now?", Dana asked.
"Yes, ready! How do I look? Dana you look
fantastic."
"You look great yourself. He might pick you
tonight, who knows." Dana responded, then winked.
Dana had been picked by him almost a year ago.
You noted a change in her when it happened. She
suddenly became very calm and relaxed. She never
seemed to worry about anything. That was not the Dana
you had known before her meeting him. She just seemed,
well, so much at peace with herself now. It was
incredible the change he had on her. You wanted that
too! You crossed your fingers on your left hand as you
walked through the door to the limo waiting for you,
hoping and praying tonight would the night he picked
you.
The parties were infrequent. Sometimes once a
month, sometimes one every two months. He had this
party only one month after the first one you had
attended. You hoped, if not chosen tonight, there
would be another party soon. Eventually, you reasoned,
you would be chosen.
The limo pulled into the driveway. It was still a
long way to the house, at least a mile and Dana and you
continued your chit chat. You asked Dana what HE was
like in bed, telling her you were just dying to know.
Dana told you to just wait and see if you got picked
then you would find out soon enough. Her lips turned
up with a large smile and she had a twinkle in her
eyes. You figured he must be great, based on Dana's
reaction.
The car pulled up to the front door and a man
dressed in tux with tales, reached down and opened the
door. He stretched out his white gloved hand to help
first Dana then you out of the limo.
Once inside, you looked around, scanning the crowd
for your host. He was not to be seen. There were men
as well as women there and people were clustered
together in quite chats. Two women dressed in maid's
uniforms were moving through the guests serving drinks.
You noticed all the women were dressed in black with
the exception of one, who was dressed in hot, fire red.
The men were in tuxedos. Dana and you make your way
through the groups of people, trying to get to the
other side of the room to some people you both know.
When you joined your friends you engaged in small talk
and take a drink from the tray.
The grandfather clock in the foyer bonged nine
times and suddenly from the main entrance to the great
hall entered your Host. Everything went silent when he
entered the room. It was so quiet your could almost
hear everyone breathing. He stopped just inside the
door, looking over the crowd of people then stepped in
a few more steps.
"Please, everyone, enjoy yourselves.", he said.
Then he began to move through the crowd.
He is more magnificent than you had remembered.
He is the best looking man you have ever seen. His
body is perfectly shaped and kept in top condition.
His hair is a soft jet black and never has a hair out
of place. His chin is firm and chest broad. His eyes
are the most fabulous feature you can see, for they are
a deep purple and are hypnotic. When he speaks to
people, they just seem to freeze and be captured in his
eyes, and his desires become theirs. You continue to
watch him as he moves through the crowd of people. He
stops and speaks to a couple of women and then bends
down slightly and kisses each of their cheeks. You can
hear your own breathing increase as he is making his
way across the room to where you and Dana stand. When
he finally reaches the two of you, you all but have an
orgasm right then and there. Your are feeling somewhat
light headed by his presence and somewhat gitty as
well.
"Hello Dana!", he says, and leans forward to kiss
her cheek.
"Hello, Master Nathaniel. I pray you are well
this evening." Dana responded.
"Yes, quite well my dear Dana. Quite well indeed.
And who is this lovely young thing you have with you?"
Nathaniel says nodding at you.
"You remember Elizabeth, from our your last party,
do you not Master Nathaniel?"
"Oh yes," he says and turns his attentions to you.
Your heart is pounding so hard now, you are certain he
can hear it. "I'm very glad you joined us for another
party Elizabeth. I...", his words trailed off to
silence as he turned around to notice a disturbance in
the room. "Pardon me," he said, without turning back
to face you and Dana and he walked in the direction of
the noise. Dana and you follow him.
There, on the other side of the room, is the lady
in the red dress, talking loudly to a gentleman. She
then reaches over to the tray the maid is carrying with
hors d'oeuvres on it and as she does her dress rides up
in the back to expose her bare bottom. She is somewhat
drunk, you are certain of that, for her speech is
slightly slurred. When she sees Nathaniel coming
towards her she wiggles her bottom around a bit,
obviously aware of her buttocks exposure. Nathaniel
walks over to her and pulls her back to an upright and
tells her to stand perfectly still. She does so, as
she stares into his eyes. Nathaniel reaches out with
both hands, glances down to the front of her dress and
then places his index finger of each hand on the very
tip of her protruding nipples. Leaving his finger tips
resting on her nipples he looks back into her face and
says, "Upstairs, second bedroom on the right." She
gives no argument but instead turns and walked through
the crowded room and disappears through the double
doors of the great hall.
"Thank you all for coming. I have made my
selection. Continue to enjoy yourself." Nathaniel
says, then walks through the path made for him by the
people moving out of his way and exits through the same
double doors.
Your heart sinks. You were not chosen by him.
You want to leave, but you see Dana has now moved over
to another group of people you do not know and she is
deep in conversation with them. The evening drags on
forever for you.
When Dana finally does come to you, asking if you
are ready to go home, you jump at the chance and start
for the door.
"Gosh, Elizabeth, don't feel bad. He might pick
you next time.", Dana attempted to console you.
"How many times did you attend the party before
you were picked?", you question Dana.
"Four times. But don't be so concerned about it.
There is to be another party next weekend. He has
already told us this. And you are to come." Dana
said.
You leaned back and relaxed for the first time
since he had made his choice. At least you were
assured of seeing him again. At least you had that.
Seductive Master, The - 02
The week just seemed to drag by. You were in
agony all throughout it, waiting for the next party.
You had made several changes in your wardrobe for the
occasion. Going out and buying a hot pink, silk dress.
One that was almost see through. You also purchased
the hot pink garter belt and shear pink nylons to wear
with the dress. Then you went to purchase the shoes
you would wear and even had to have them dyed to match
the dress. But it didn't matter! You were determined
to be the chosen one this weekend. Even if you had to
cause a disturbance as the woman did last weekend.
Your thoughts continued to focus on Nathaniel's
eyes and the firmness of his body. You were now even
fantasizing about him while you sat at your desk at
work. You weren't terribly attentive to what you were
doing all week, except when it was in preparation for
the coming party.
Finally Saturday came. You started to prepare for
the party about four and half hours ahead of time. You
shower, wash your hair, shave your legs and underarm,
even douching and giving yourself an enema, something
you truly dislike. Finally it is time to put makeup
on, which you determine will be very scant, for
Nathaniel appears to like ladies without much makeup.
The door bell rings, you know it is Dana. You
stop and give yourself one last look in the mirror.
The pink dress, dips low in the front and back, reveals
your firm 34B breasts somewhat, but that is the effect
you want. The color looks fantastic against your
tanned skin and even adds to the color of your eyes.
You go and answer the door.
"My God, girl, you can't wear that.", is the
manner in which Dana greets you.
"This is what I'm wearing. I don't want to be
just another face in the crowd anymore.", you respond
firmly and with conviction.
"Okay, but he isn't going to like it."
"You never know. It just might be the way to be
chosen."
Dana glances at you and a slight grin comes to the
corners of her mouth. She nods her head then says,
"Well, if that's what you want to wear, okay, let's go.
But if you do get chosen and he is displeased with your
clothing, don't blame me."
You aren't certain what she means by that, but you
prefer to ignore her statement and walk out the door to
the waiting limo.
The party begins no differently than the last,
with one exception. When you enter the great room all
heads turn towards you. You are the only one not
wearing black. The girl who was chosen last week is
there also, in a black gown. You note she is much more
subdued from the last party and almost sheepish in her
behavior.
You are turned on by the waiting. You can't stand
it that Nathaniel has not entered the great room. The
grandfather clock bongs out nine bongs and Nathaniel
still does not enter the room. The chatter continues
all around you. Finally you decide you can't wait and
you walked through the crowd of people and waltz right
out the door and start to make your way through the
house. As you walk, you hear the grandfather clock
bong the half hour mark, indicating it was nine thirty.
Suddenly, as you are about to open the door to the
library, a hand grabs your arm. You whirl around to
see a man dressed in formal attire.
"You are not to be in the other parts of the house
unless the Master instructs it.", he says to you
sternly. Before you get a chance to respond, he is
pulling you down the hall and back to the great room.
At the entry way of the great room, he releases his
harsh grip on you somewhat, but still holds your arm
firmly. He marches you into the room, stands and looks
around for a moment, still holding you firmly and then
begins to pull you through the crowd. Finally he
stops.
"Master Nathaniel, I beg your pardon sir, but I
found her," he pulls you closer to him, "roaming
through the house."
"Thank you Daniel," Nathaniel said, "I will take
care of this." As he reaches out and grabs your other
arm. Your struggle is no longer there for you are now
exactly where you want to be, in front of Nathaniel
with his full attentions on you.
He releases his grip on your arm, for he knows you
will not move away from him. His eyes are now fixed on
yours and you feel as though you are being pulled into
his deep purple eyes. The noise around you is suddenly
gone and all you see and hear is him. He reaches down
to the hem of your skirt and slowly pulls it up to your
waist. You want to stop him, but you just feel as
though you are unable to move. He holds it up only
briefly, exposing your uncovered pussy, framed by your
pink garter belt, then lets the dress fall from his
hands and says, "Upstairs, second bedroom on the
right."
You leave him and move to the hallway and the man
that had pulled you into Nathaniel stands there waiting
for you. He leads you up the stairs to the second
bedroom and tells you wait on the bed quietly.
You go over to the bed and sit down to wait. You
don't know if you should remove your clothes or not or
wait to be told. So you just sit there taking in the
decor of the room. You are becoming excited with
anticipation of what is happen tonight, the thought of
making love with Nathaniel has you really delirious.
Suddenly the door to the bedroom is opened wide
and a woman enters. She looks terribly stern, her
stare on you makes you feel as you did in Catholic
school when Sister Teresa was angry with you. She
walks over to you and says, "Undress."
You look at her in disbelief. You start to say
something, but before you are given the chance, she
reaches down, grabs your arm, pulls you up to your feet
harshly, then pulls your dress up over your head. You
automatically pull your arms up to cover your breasts
and pussy.
"Put those hands down. Now!", she says sternly.
When you do not respond to her command, she grabs your
arms and pulls them down from your breasts and away
from your pussy. After she has done this, you
immediately move them back up to cover yourself. She
snaps her fingers and suddenly from a side door in the
room a young boy about nineteen rushes in, hands her
four leather straps and then rushes out of the room
without saying a word. She grabs your left arm and you
begin to fight and struggle. She pushes you down on
the bed and then presses her knee into your stomach
region, wraps the leather straps and secures it firmly
to your left wrist, then does the same to the right
wrist. She lays the other two straps down on the bed.
The straps she has placed on your wrist have a hook and
eye on them. She pulls you to your feet and before you
realize what is happening she maneuvers you so your
hands are behind you and she connects the hook through
the eye of the opposing hands. She then unsnaps the
garter belt you have on and lets it fall to the floor.
The nylons attached to it go down to your knees. She
kneels down and tries to pick up your right foot, when
you put full weight down on it she stands back up and
pushes you onto the bed again and reaches down and
pulls your shoes and then your nylons off completely.
She drags you to the center of the room and tells
you to stand there perfectly still and wait for Master
Nathaniel. You are reluctant, but since she outweighs
you by about sixty pounds you decide not to argue.
You wait for what seems like fifteen minutes when
finally the same door opens that the young boy came
rushing through and in walks Nathaniel. He moves over
to you and doesn't even appear to look at your lovely
nude body. Once in front of you, he reaches out and
touches your nipples lightly. You glow and tingle from
the coolness of his fingers. He slides his fingers
down your stomach and finally to your pubic mound, then
finally inside your pussy.
Holding his fingers there, his other hand moves
back to your breasts and he says, "Do you like your
breasts touched gently like this?" He moves his fingers
lightly over each nipple, alternating between the two.
"Or do you prefer it like this?" His fingers encircle
your nipple then gripps the tip and pinches hard, a
moan escapes your lips, then he moves to the other
nipple and does the same, and again you moan. He
withdraws his motionless fingers from your pussy and
looks at them. "She is wet from the pinching,"
Nathaniel turns to say to the matronly woman.
He looks back at you and stares into your eyes for
a moment then says, "If you wish to be mine, then you
shall be. But understand once you have agreed, you
become mine totally to do with as I please. I will be
your Master and you my slave. If you agree you shall
spend the next several weeks in training and learn how
to please me. That training will include pleasures you
have never experienced before, plus punishments for
infractions of the rules."
You head is spinning as you listen to him. You
are becoming more and more excited by the prospect of
what he is proposing. You can't turn back now. You
want him, more than you've wanted anything before in
your life.
"If you agree then your training shall begin
tonight. If you do not, then you shall be released and
may leave. Have you any questions?"
"Yes," you somehow manage to whisper. "If I am to
be in training for several weeks, what about my job?"
"You will no longer need a job. I will provide
all that you need. Any more questions?"
"Yes, just one, what type of punishments do you
mean?"
"I will give you a perfect example, tonight you
roamed about the house when you knew you should not.
That is an infraction of the rules and you will be
spanked soundly for having done so. There may be times
when your behavior warrants the strap, a paddle, a
cane, a birch rod, or even a whip. Or times I wish to
punish you merely for my pleasure."
You listen closely to his words. You can't
believe it, but you can feel your pussy becoming
excited at the prospect of what he is going to do to
you.
"There are many rules and those you will learn
during your training. Do you agree?"
You swallow hard and before you have even thought
further about it you hear yourself say, "Yes, I agree."
"Very good. From this moment forward you shall
call me Master when we are in the house, when out in
public or at parties you shall call me Master
Nathaniel. You shall be nude at all times unless I
tell you otherwise. You shall speak when spoken to and
ask permission to speak beyond a yes or no answer. The
remaining of the rules will be given to you in written
form and you shall study them thoroughly until you are
able to recite them to me from memory. Now, Mistress
Katherine will take you in hand for the beginning of
your session tonight. One thing more, you shall be
called slave and your name will not be used during your
slave training." He finished his statement to you and
turned and walked out of the room.
Mistress Katherine walks over to you and grabs
your arm, "Come slave, we have many things to do." She
pulls you to the door, opens it and pushes you through
it into the hallway and walks you down the hall to
another door. She fling the door open and you are led
inside. There in front of you is an examination table
just like the one in the doctor's office, Mistress
Katherine orders you to get on top of it. You did so.
She unhooks your hands and pulls first your left over
your head and hooks a chain to the cuff, then the
right. She instructs you to slide down to the end of
the table and place your legs in the stirrups. You do
so, with dread. Once your legs are in the stirrups
Mistress Katherine hooks leather cuffs around your
ankles and secures your feet to the stirrups. Next she
places leather straps around your legs just above your
knees and secures them. She then spreads the stirrups
open as wide as she can, exposing you completely to
her. She goes back to the head of the table and
tightens the chains so there is no slack in them at
all. She walks out of the room leaving you there
exposed and vulnerable.
You feel humiliated and degraded by this
treatment. You are angry and yet excited; all at the
same time. You lay there waiting for what will happen
next. It seems like a long time before the door opens
again. When it does a man walks in dressed in a white
jacket.
"Hello there, I'm Dr. Pulsar, I'm going to give
you an examination for your Master."
You start to say something to him, but when you
lift your head you see Mistress Katherine there in the
doorway with her arms crossed, leaning against the door
jam waiting for some infraction. You lay your head
back down on the table and remain silent. The doctor
goes to work and examines your wet pussy. He takes his
gloved hand and sticks a finger into the vaseline and
suddenly pushes it into your tiny, virgin ass. You
scream out at the suddenness of his action. "A virgin
ass huh slave?"
"Yes Doctor," you respond.
He turns his head and looks over his shoulder at
the matron and nods. You know this means something,
but you are not totally aware of its full meaning.
"Okay," he says," finished. I would be sure and
give her an enema tonight Mistress." he remarks as he
pulls the glove off his hand and throws it in a waste
basket and walks out of the room.
You feel your face flush with embarrassment. It
is bad enough to be examined in such a highly excited
state but to openly discuss enemas with this strange
woman is too much. You know your face is as red as can
be.
Now you are left with Mistress Katherine. She is
still standing near the door but has moved inside
somewhat. She slowly pulls the door closed. Your
heart is beating faster for you know she is not as kind
and gentle as the doctor and you are quite frankly
scared. She slowly moves toward you and you can feel
your pussy tingling again with excitement. She walks
to the cabinet on the other side of the table and opens
a drawer. She pulls out various items, little clips
that look like clothes pins, a bottle of baby oil, a
razor, the end nozzle of an enema tube, a small hand
towel, a can of shaving cream and finally a large butt
plug. You shiver at the sight of the butt plug, for
you indeed have a virgin ass.
She walks back to you and reaches down to touch
your nipples, when she does they react immediately and
become firm and erect. She reaches back and grabs the
clips that look like clothes pins and places first one
on one nipple then the other on the other nipple. When
she places the first one on you, you scream from the
pain and pull against your bonds. She reaches back and
pulls out another drawer and retrieves a soft, rubber
ball. When she places the second clip on your other
nipple, she holds the ball over your mouth and as you
open to scream she pushes it into your mouth. Your
scream comes out only as a sort of moan.
Your nipples hurt from the clips, but you begin to
realize the pain is also causing a great deal of
pleasure as you feel your juices dripping from your
pussy now.
Mistress Katherine takes the towel from the
counter and takes it to the sink and runs water over
it, getting it soaking wet. She stands and wrings it
out and then walks to the end of the examining table
and lays it on your pubic mound. You react to the heat
it sends through your pussy and pull again, in vain,
against your bonds. When the towel becomes cool she
removes it and then picks up the shaving cream and
slowly spread it on your pubic hair and down your pussy
lips and into your crack. You fight violently now
against your bonds for you do not want your pussy hair
removed. You do not want to look like a little girl
again with puckered pussy lips. Your struggle is in
futile and your hips jerking upward is finally thwarted
by Mistress Katherine's firm hand.
"You best lay still slave, or the razor will cut
you."
She had not trimmed the area first, for you didn't
have that much hair there anyway. She begins, with
expert hand, to shave your hair from your mound down to
your anus. When she is finished she takes the towel
again and wipes all the remaining shaving cream from
your private parts. She then gets a mirror, holding it
over your newly shaved mound and orders you to look.
Reluctantly you do so and are mortified at the sight of
a child like pussy.
Mistress Katherine then takes the baby oil and
slowly pours some into her hand. She moves her fingers
to your pussy and slowly, methodically moves her
fingers over your newly shaved parts. She presses her
fingers into your pussy lips and spreads them open and
slowly runs her fingers into your slit but does not
enter you. You move your hips upward in an attempt to
meet her fingers and have them move inside you. As
soon as you move your hips up she pulls her fingers
back and begins rubbing on your mound area again. She
then slowly moves her fingers down your slit until she
finds your clit and lingers for several moments on your
now swollen clit. You feel as though you are ready to
explode with pleasure and as you get closer and closer
to this point her action picks up in speed. Just as
you feel you are about to erupt with orgasm she removes
her hand. You shake your head back and forth and try
through your gag to beg her to bring you to a climax,
but your action goes unheeded.
Mistress Katherine reaches back to the counter for
the baby oil again and pours more on her hand. She
moves back to your anticipating pussy but you find
instead you rubs her oiled fingers around your puckered
hole. It suddenly flashes through your mind that she
is about to enter your ass with her fingers. Before
you can raise your head to protest she has slipped one
finger inside you. You feel pressure, but that is all.
She now moves the finger around inside you and
slowly withdraws all but the tip of it, then pushes it
back in only deeper this time. You winch with the
slight pain you feel from her sudden action. Then you
realize she does not have one finger in you but two.
Slowly she pumps in and out of your ass and the pain
begins to subside and is replaced by excitement. You
can feel yourself lifting your hips to allow her better
access to your little hole and as she pumps in and out
of your ass, her other hand finds your clit again and
begins to tease it. You feel like you are going to
explode and suddenly your hips leap upward with the
first orgasm and a moan escapes through your gagged
mouth. She does not stop and another orgasm comes and
another and another. Finally she withdraws her fingers
from you and you lay back down fully on the table,
spent from your multiple orgasms and embarrassed by the
fact a woman brought you to the best orgasm you've ever
had.
Mistress Katherine does not stop. She moves to
the counter and takes the enema tube, places vaseline
over the end of it and walks back to you. She holds
the tube up so you can see it clearly then brings it
back down to your ass. Her fingers move into your ass
and begin rubbing vaseline around the area and slowly
you feel her fingers penetrate your tight hole. You
moan and jump slightly from the intrusion. She
continues to move her finger in an out of you and your
hips move forward to meet her finger. She withdraws
and replaces her finger with the tube. The enema
begins. She slowly releases the warm water into your
tight ass and your stomach begins to feel the pressure
it is causing. As she fills you with the first
container you begin experiencing some discomfort but
not a lot. When the second container is put into
action the pressure increases greatly. The warm water
slowly moves into you and as it does Mistress
Katherine's fingers begin to play with your clit. You
are so uncomfortable from the distention of your
stomach caused by the water you don't think you could
be sexually aroused, but much to your surprise you feel
your pussy juices beginning to flow. Just as you start
to feel good about all of this the water and the
actions of your Mistress's fingers stop. The tube is
pulled out slowly and replaced with a rather large butt
plug, which causes you more discomfort.
Mistress Katherine reaches out and pats your
extended stomach and says, "I will be back, that must
stay in for a few minutes to do the thorough job." She
turns and walks out of the room, leaving you bound and
helpless, in pain from the quantity of water taken and
your pussy burning for attention.
Seductive Master, The - 03
You lay in this most uncomfortable state for what
seems to be an hour. (In reality it is only thirty
five minutes.) You begin to reflect on what you have
gotten yourself into and wonder why you said yes and
agreed. You thought back to when Master Nathaniel
spoke of punishment and remembered what your body felt
at that moment. You could feel the anticipation of
being spanked and it excited you. You felt gitty
inside, as though a million butterflies were dancing in
your stomach and pussy. You remember the feeling of a
cold shiver at the thought of being disciplined by this
man. In truth, you thought to yourself, you felt like
a little girl, one being taken care of by an adult in
complete control. You close your eyes and try to
invision the sensations you felt in an attempt to
recreate them, as you do, you feel a warmth rush
through your body. You analysis the feelings you are
having, realizing part of the sensation it created
within you was caused by fear as well. Not knowing how
severe your new Master would be with you, not knowing
what would be done next, and never knowing if it would
be your Master or your Mistress to take an action with
you. You longed for the attention promised now,
burning within your very being to be owned, trained,
loved, punished, and any other new experiences your
Master would find joy in putting you through. It can't
be all that bad, you reason, Dana lived through it.
The door opens again and Mistress Katherine walks
over to you. Without speaking she unhooks your hands,
then your feet and knees. Your attention is drawn back
to the discomfort of your swallon stomach.
"Get up, follow me.", Mistress Katherine orders.
Without a word you rise, Mistress Katherine aids
you in getting off the examining table, and like a
little puppy dog you follow behind her. She walks to
the other side of the room and opens a door. Inside is
a bathroom.
"Inside, slave. On the toilet.", she commands.
You go into the bathroom and sit on the toilet and
wait for her to leave. You are so naive, for she is
not about to leave a new slave alone. She comes to you
and orders you to spread your legs, then reaches in
between your legs, letting her arm rub against your
pussy lips, finds the end of the butt plug and slowly
pulls it from you. You dispell the contents the plug
had been holding in your bowel. You suddenly feel a
great relief from the pressure that had been in your
stomach. Finally the rush of fluid stops and your
Mistress pulls you to your feet. Leading you toward
the shower, she reaches in, turning it on, lets it run
a moment as the water warms and orders you to step into
it. You do so. Your Mistress then retrieves a bar of
soap and slowly begins to wash you down. As she does,
she begins talking to you about specific rules.
"Slave, you are not to touch your body unless
given permission to do so. When you are in the
precense of your Master or Mistress you will take one
of two position unless otherwise instructed. The first
position is standing, with legs two and one half feet
apart, hands behind your head. The second of these
positions is kneeling, with legs spread wide and hands
behind your head. If you are instructed to get into
position for discipline, you shall get down on your
knees with head and hands resting on the floor, legs
spread wide. If another form of discipline is to be
administered you will be told what position to take.
You shall always be open to your Master and/or
Mistress. You are to obey the instant your are
instructed to do something, if you fail to do so
punishment will be quick and harsh. If when being
punished you move in an attempt to avoid the
punishment, the punishment will begin again as if it
had never started, and will be repeated in this manner
until you receive your punishment without movement."
"I tell you this now slave, for the next step for
you is your punishment. You shall be punished for
going about the house without your Master's permission
and you shall be punished for your disobeidence to me
back in the bedroom. Now get out of the shower."
You step from the shower, tingling from the water
that had played on your skin. Tingling from the
sensous manner in which your Mistress had bathed you
and the conversation while bathing you. Your head is
spinning a little with the excitement your body feels.
Your Mistress finishes drying you off then orders
you to take the position. You immediately spread your
legs, attempting to judge two and one half feet, then
place your hands to the back of your head. Your
breasts lift and jet forward with this action. Your
Mistress walks around you slowly looking up and down
your body. She reaches out with the toe of her foot
and kicks a your left foot, you follow the lead and
spread your legs further. She moves back in front of
you and reaches out for your nipples. Her fingers
feather touch the tip of each nipple and you feel a
shiver run down your spine. She lightly rolls the
nipples between her forefinger and thumb then suddenly,
with almost a vice like severity, pinches both nipples
hard. A slight scream escapes your lips. Her fingers
move down your chest to your stomach then to your pubic
mound. You note the sensitivity of your pubic area
without hair to protect it. You can feel yourself
react to her touch almost immediately. She moves her
fingers into your slit and finds your clit and slowly
moves her fingers over it. As she increases her speed
your begin to drive your hips forward involuntarily.
As the warmth of your pussy spreads through you and you
near orgasm your hips begin to thrust forward to meet
her fingers. Just as you are about to burst with a
very strong orgasm, your Mistress pulls her fingers
from you. You move forward in an attempt to recapture
them but she thwarts your movement with her hand
pressed to your stomach. You moan loudly and carry out
in frustration, "Please Mistress!"
She stands totally erect now and pushes you to
your knees. "Assume the postion for punishment you
little slut slave. You were not given permission to
speak." You kneel and stretch your hands out in front
of you and then move your head so it is positioned on
the back of your crossed hands. You spread your legs
open as far as you can get them in this position. You
can feel the rush of cool air on your anus and your
pussy and realize for the first time how opened and
vulnerable you in this position. Your Mistress moves
to your side and with a suddenness lays five sharp
smacks directly on your upturned ass. You attempt not
to move, but having not been spanked since you were a
child, do so reflexively.
"We start again slave," you hear your Mistress say
austerely. Once again you feel the uncharitable blows
of your Mistress' large hand smack on your upturned
ass. You whimper at the blows but this time you do not
move.
Your Mistress moves her fingers to your gapping
hole and slide them into your pussy. You, for the
first time, feel the exhaulation caused by the blows
just administered. Too quickly she removes her fingers
from your soaking pussy and orders you up, you obey
immediately. She says nothing, but opens the door and
walks from the bathroom, you follow in silent
obiedence.
You are led down the hall to the stairs, then down
the stairs to another hallway. Your Mistress stops and
reaches for another door, opens it and enters. You
follow, closing the door behind you. The two of you
decend another flight of stairs. At the landing your
Mistress turns right, then right again and opens
another door and orders you inside.
Once inside you start looking around this room in
disbelief. You study the objects on the wall, as well
as those throughout the room. One wall is filled with
various instruments, obviously used for punishment.
There are some items you have never seen before, but
you do recognize a whip, a strap, a razor strop, a
wooden paddle, a rubber soled thong, a birch stick, and
numerous other leather straps of varying sizes. You
feel yourself shiver at the sight of all these
instruments. Your eyes glance toward the furniture.
There is a table, with straps attached, a set of
carpenters horses with a leather padding in the middle.
Another device you notice is the seat of a chair with a
table attached to it, both at the same heigth. Behind
this chair/table is what appears to be a flat, thin
board attached to some sort of mechanical set up with a
timer on its side. You feel yourself shudder slightly
with fear and apprehension.
"Center of the room, assume the standing
position." Mistress Katherine orders. You immediately
move to the center of the room, spreading your legs
wide and your hands on the back of your head.
The door opens slowly and Master Nathaniel walks
through it and moves directly before you. Behind him
is Dana, your long time friend. You relax a bit at the
sight of her.
Master Nathaniel moves closer to you, studies your
naked body now, you quiver when you feel his eyes focus
on your newly shaved pussy. He does not touch you, yet
your pussy is betraying your excitement and your juices
form on the shaved pussy lips.
"Kneel position." Master Nathaniel barks. You
immediately kneel down, spreading your legs wide and
your hands move back to the back of your head.
"Dana," Master Nathaniel says, and nothing more.
Dana moves in front of you and looks down at you.
You glance up her, then return your head to a downward
position. The glance is enough to see a look in her
eyes and on her face that you have never seen before.
She become aware of your fear. Dana looks over your
entire body, even bending down to get a better look at
your pussy and now you feel the rush of blood to your
face from the embarrassment her action causes you.
"Slave," Dana begins, "you were disobiendent
tonight on several occassions. You roamed about the
Master's home as if it were yours. You disobeyed
Mistress in the bedroom. You are as a child here
slave, learning the proper way to behave and please
your Master. Now tell me slave, what happens to a
child who does not behave properly?"
You attempt to find your voice and suddenly seems
to have failed. You try to clear your throat, holding
back the excitement, the fear, the rush of emotions you
are feeling. Finally the words form in your throat and
you hear yourself say, "They are spanked."
"That is correct slave, they are spanked. Now
tell me slave, how are they spanked?"
"They are spanked hard ma'am," you respond.
"Yes, this is true," Dana continues, the whole
time she is circling your quivering body. You feel the
juices of your pussy flowing from you and down the
inside of your legs. "How else are they spanked
slave?"
Your mind searches for an answer, you are not
certain what she is asking, then you hastily blurt out,
"They are spanked on their bare-bottoms ma'am."
"Correct again slave. You are doing very well.
Though it will not relieve you of the punishment yet to
come, it will hault more punishment. Now slave, are
they spanked hard until their bottoms are pink or
what?"
"Until their bottoms are very red ma'am." You
respond. Your body is shaking slightly now foreseeing
what was to come and the rigorous way in which your
punishment would be delivered. Your pussy is an
effervesce of your juices now from cuased by
stimulation of your body from the conversation taking
place. Anxiety, apprehension, humiliation,
embarrassment, molesests your body. Yet an ecstasy of
pleasure is seething through you at the same time.
"Correct again slave. Now the final question,
before we begin your punishment. Who administers the
punishment to the misbehaving child?"
"Sometimes the mother does and then the father
does so again when he comes home. Sometimes just the
mother and sometimes just the father." You explain,
hoping this to be the right answer.
"Slave, this may be the method in a parents home.
But in your Master and Mistress' home, how do you think
a badly behaved child receives punishment?"
"From both ma'am, the Master and the Mistress."
You meekly say, almost in a whisper.
"Correct again slave. And this is how it will be
here. Both Master and Mistress will administer
punishment to you for your misbehaviour. In your
Master's home slave, you will be punished twice for
everything you do which is incorrect performance. Do
you like that slave?"
"Oh yes ma'am," you hear yourself say.
"Now slave, you shall ask for your punishment."
"Master, Mistress, may I please be spanked for my
bad behaviour of tonight?"
"Naughty behavior slave, not bad." Dana
interjects.
You begin again, "Master, Mistress, may I please
be spanked for my naughtly behavior of tonight?"
Master Nathaniel walks in front of you now and you
feel yourself shiver from the anticipation of his next
move. "How do wish to be spanked slave?"
"Very hard Master, very hard."
"It will be given to you then in that manner.
Rise and go to the horse." You immediately stand,
hurriedly walk to the carpenters horse, waiting for his
next instruction.
"Dana, ready her." Master Nathaniel says coldly.
"Yes Master," Dana says as she walks toward the
wall with instruments hanging on them. You can not see
what she is doing for your back is to her, your Master
and Mistress. You stand waiting, quivering from the
thrill now flowing easily through your body. You have
assumed the standing position while your wait and feel
your juices running down the inside of your leg past
your knees now. Never before have your juices
flooded from your hot pussy as they are now.
Dana comes up behind you and grabs your hair on
the back of your head. Your head is pulled back and
she taps at your chin. You open your mouth, for this
is all you can think of from her action. As you do so,
she pushes a soft rubber ball into it past your teeth.
She releases the hold on your hair and pushes you from
the back and forces you over the horse. Once in place
she attaches your wrist cuffs to the hooks on each
opposing leg of the horse. Then she attaches your legs
in the same manner. You are not uncomfortable. The
padding beneath your stomach is soft and gives good
support. Your ass is up and opened and you feel the
cool air of the room brush against your anus and your
opened pussy. You feel a shiver rush through your body
but it is a shiver from excitement not from cold.
Dana places her hands on your ass and lightly rubs
your buttocks. This is even more of a turn on to you.
You did not know you could feel such a sexual response
from a woman's touch. But then you reason, perhaps it
is the excitement of all the events thus far. Dana
continues to tickle the flesh of your buttocks, then
she withdraws her hand.
You hear someone walk up behind you but you are
not certain who it is.
A hand moves to the center of your back and braces
against it, then the person leans forward and says, "We
shall start with no less than twenty five spanks and no
more than forty.", Master Nathaniel announces in your
right hear. You instantly jerk from the statement.
Twenty five to forty is a lot of leeway you think. But
with the ball gag forced into your mouth you have
nothing to say about the impending punishment. Your
Master pulls back his hand and you hear him walk away.
When he returns, he places a wide wooden paddle in
front of your face saying, "This is the instrument of
your spanking." He pulls the paddle back, noting your
reaction as your wide opened eyes attempt to follow the
movement of the paddle away from your face.
With a sudden forcefulness the first smack beat
across your bare bottom, you tug at your bonds
slightly. Before you are prepared for the next it
comes thrashing down on your ass cheeks, hitting you
exactly where you would sit. The next ten spanks are
delivered to your sit spot and your ass feels on fire.
Stinging from pain. The heat from your ass coarses
through your body and you can feel your pussy gushing
more fluid with each harsh whack of the paddle. You
are keeping count in your head now, secretly hoping for
this to end, yet at the same time praying it does not.
The next five solid smacks of the paddle hit your ass
just above the sit spot. Your body is now jerking
uncontrolably with each beat of the paddle and yet your
hips are attempting to rise to meet the next blow. You
have counted seventeen thus far and judge there to be
only nine, no eight left. Your Master uses his
experienced aim hitting you five more times over the
same spot as the first spanks on your sit spot. Three
left you say to yourself, bracing for them. Your
Master brings the paddle back and with a abrupt and
renewed forcefulness lands ten more very hard whacks to
your flaming bottom, dispersing them over the entire
buttock area. Tears are streaming down your face as
you sob into the ball in your mouth. Your body is
yanking uncontrolably at the straps holding you
prisoner.
"Now, now, little puss, it is over for now.", Your
Master says as he leans forward and soothingly rubs his
hand on your back. You begin to calm down a little.
You Master continues to rub you gently on your back and
his hand moves slowly over your searing ass cheeks. At
first his touch causes more pain, but slowly it begins
to feel wonderful having him console you in this
manner. His hand rubs your ass cheeks lightly for a
few minutes then his fingers find their way between
your seething cheeks and moves down your slit towards
your pussy. He probes your pussy and moves to your
clit and moves his fingers fast and hard against the
erect head. Before you even feel the surge of it, you
explode with an orgasm. It is an orgasm so strong your
body shakes and strains against your bonds. It moves
through your body with a vengeous causing you to ripple
and feel as though you are being turned inside out.
His fingers continue the action and your a brought to
another orgasm and another, wave after wave. You have
lost count there have been so many. Finally he pulls
his fingers from you and pats your crimson cheeks.
"Good little puss, very good. You are a very hot
puss. And I am sure will please your Master very much
in the years ahead.", your Master reassures you. He
continues to rub your steaming asscheeks giving you
time to come down from the potent orgasms you have just
experienced. You rest your headd downward, a smile on
your face, feeling a peacefulness inside knowing you
will be cared for and corrected by this loving man.
You drift of to sleep with that being your final
conscience thought.
Seductive Master, The - 04
You are left to sleep only briefly. Not more than
an hour has past, when your Master touches your back
and says, "Slave, wake now." You shake your head
slightly in an attempt to bring you back to reality,
thinking you have dreamed the entire incident of
before. When you realize you can not move it floods
your brain that what you confusingly thought a dream
was in fact happening.
"It is time slave, for your Mistress's guidance to
be administered." You hear your Master say and then
feel his hand pull away from your back.
Your Mistress walks over to your bond body and
pushes a leather strap in front of your face. "This is
my instrument of correction slave. As your Master gave
you twenty five to forty as his range, I too will
administer in the same." Your heart sinks to your
stomach now, or so it seems, for you do not believe you
will be able to take that many more blows to your
burning cheeks. Your Mistress reaches out and gently
rubs your asscheeks, and much to surprise they hurt,
but not that severely, at least not at her touch.
"It will begin." Your Mistress says, and yet her
hand is still on your bottom. She slowly moves her
hand down between your legs and gropes at your pussy a
moment, then moves her fingers to your clit. Your body
responds immediately. Your pussy juices are still
flowing from just as hard and fast as before.
You hear the rush of air behind you and with a
shape stabbing pain the first blows lands on your ass.
You strain against your bonds and the soreness of your
buttocks from the prior paddling is felt all the way
through your body. The strap lands again and again,
quickly in the same area of your sit spot. Your
Mistress lays the strap across your buttocks just above
your sit spot in rapid succession. You are too tired
and in too much pain to count now and do not even
attempt to keep track. It will end when it ends, you
think to yourself, as the tears roll easily down your
face. Another five, harsh smacks of the strap land on
your sit spot briskly. You are crying now without
control. Suddenly you feel the firmness of your
Mistress's hand on your back and hear her saying, "It
is over little slave, rest easy." Her fingers reach
for the straps holding your arms and releases them,
then your legs. Slowly she helps your up from the
horse and leads you to the table on the other side of
the room.
You Master stands waiting for you there and you
notice Dana is still there but on the other side of the
room in standing position. Your Mistress and Dana are
nude but your Master still wears the robe he came in
wearing. When you reach your Master he holds you up
against his chest and reaches down to lift your chin up
to his face. He slowly, tenderly kisses your tear
streaked face then holds you warmly to his chest. You
feel, for perhaps the first time in your life,
protected and loved.
Your Master then reaches down and lifts your legs
and cradles you in his arms. Slowly he moves to the
side of the table and gently lowers you to it. When
your asscheeks touch the table top you scream with pain
and your Master gently rubs his hand to the cheek of
your face. You stare into his eyes and are pulled into
him, feeling a part of his very being. As you continue
to look at his magnificent eyes the initial pain of the
table touching your very well spanked buttocks eases
and you relax against the table.
Your Mistress moves to your other side and as your
Master bends down, removing your ball gag, kisses you
gently, your Mistress pulls your arms above your head
and secures them to two wrist cuffs on opposite sides
of the table. Your Master continues to kiss you and
probes your mouth with his tongue. As he does this
your Mistress moves to the end of the table and
attaches your legs in the same manner as your hands.
You are now spread eagle on the table and bonds
securely. You don't care. You have finally gotten
your hearts desire.
"I pray my little puss, you have learned your
lesson about wrong behavior. If not, punishment can
and will be administered at any time."
You do not respond to your Master's statements,
for they were not in the form of a question. But you
shake your head up and down to acknowledge his
statements.
Your Master's mouth continues to touch and grace
your face, as his hand moves down your body to the top
of your shaven, wet pussy. He slowly slide his fingers
into your slit and methodically moves them over your
clit. You feel your back arch upward to meet his hand,
just as your ass had arch upward to meet the blow of
the paddle and the strap. Each time you arched your
back and lifted your ass off the table you felt the
pain of your punishment when your hips settled back to
the table top. You Master's fingers continued to probe
your soaking pussy, slowly, deliberately, as if guided
by an unseen road map of your most erotic spots.
He withdrows his fingers slowly and they are
quickly replaced by your Mistress's fingers. Your
Master then removes his robe and climbs on the table
straddling your breasts. His cock comes to your chin,
it is firm but not hard. You part your lips and open
your mouth freely to accept it. You slowly work your
tongue around the shaft of it and he pulls and pushes
himself in and out of your mouth. When he pulls out
your tongue finds the crown of his cocks and works
feverishly over it before he pushes back into your
mouth. The actions of your Mistress's fingers do not
go unnoticed by you and your body is arching upward
with each movement of your Mistress's fingers on your
clit. You continue to work your tongue around your
Master's cock for a few minutes more. When you feel
you are about to explode your Master withdraws from
your mouth, your Mistress stops rubbing your clit.
Your Master slides down the table moving over your
spread legs and slowly thrusts his cock into your hot,
dripping pussy. As his rhythm builds, your Mistress
comes back to the side of the table and begins rubbing
your clit in time with the rhythm of your Master's
thrusts. Your Master increases the speed of his
thrusts now and you know it will not be long before he
cums inside you. When he reaches a fever pitch of
thrusting, your Mistress increases the speed and
firmness of her rubbing on your clit and suddenly in a
blinding moments you feel your Master's cum explode
inside you. Again and again it shots into your inner
most being and you climax in time with your Master's.
When he finally withdraws from you, you are still in
climax and your Mistress continues to rub your clit
hard and fast. Just as you are about to climax again
your Mistress withdraws her fingers from your clit.
You lay there frustrated in agony to cum.
"Little slave," your Mistress says to you. "You
can not be the only one to cum. You will learn there
are times when you will be permitted to cum and times
when you are not. This is a time you are not permitted
to cum, at least not yet."
As you feel yourself coming down from the wave of
orgasms you just experiences. Your Mistress puts her
fingers back to your clit and rubs you to the edge
again. You are pulling at your ties now and trying to
pull free, in vain, to reach yourself so you might be
satisfied. Your head flips back and forth and as it
does you see your Master kneeling on the floor with
Dana's leg spread over his shoulders. His mouth busily
eating her pussy and bringing her to climax. As she
shutters he reaches down and slaps harshly at her ass
and she moans loudly and spasms ripple her body.
You have your own problem, as your Mistress is
back teasing and tormenting your clit again bringing
you back to the edge once more. When you are near
climax she stops, mounts the table and spreads herself
open over your mouth. You need not be told what is
expected of you, though you have never eaten a woman
before. You open your mouth and plunge your tongue
into her dripping pussy. You search her slit and find
her large clit and begin flicking it with your tongue.
The more frantic your tongue action the more of your
Mistress's juices fills your mouth. It doesn't taste
bad, sort of sweet you think and a renewed energy
impacts you as your tongue moves faster and faster.
As your Mistress rocks her pussy back and forth
over your mouth, you know she is close to coming and
the action of your tongue increases. Your Mistress
reaches behind her and feels her way to your pussy and
pushes two fingers into your hot open hole and begins
to thrust them in and out of you. Moments later you
both cum again and your Mistress's love juices flow
into your mouth and you lick them hungrily.
She lay on top of you for a moment, you body
feeling her larger frame and size then she climbs off
you and walks to your Master.
"She didn't do badly for a first timer," you hear
her say.
Your Master, who has finished with Dana, moves
back to the side of the table and touches your cheek.
"That is all for today little puss. Tomorrow will
shall begin with nipple clamps and loosening up your
virgin ass. You shall become one of my prize slaves if
you continue to perform as you did tonight. You have
pleased your Master. Now Dana will take you and bath
you, then put you to bed. Good night little puss."
You are released from your bonds and taken from
the playroom by Dana. When you reach the stairs to the
second floor Dana finally turns to you and says, "Well,
didn't I tell it was worth waiting for?"
"Yes, and boy were you right. I've never been
fucked like that in my life. I can hardly wait till
the next time." You ass cheeks tingle as you climb the
stairs.
More later, as Elizabeth progresses with her training.
Seductive Master, The - 05
"Your training is coming along nicely, little
puss," your Master states to you. You are pleased and
delighted that your Master is happy with your progress.
"Your training will, of course, continue.
Sometimes at my hand and at other times at the hand of
your Mistress. When have learned the ultimate lessons
of being a slave your shall move from the training
level and be given more freedom. But not until you
have achieved the levels and depths of understanding I
demand from my slaves."
You stand, naked before your Master, with hands
bound behind your head. Your Master had ordered you
take the standing position and you obeyed. Once your
hands were placed behind your head your Master securely
bound them together. Of course you could pull them
over your head and move them to the front of you, but
knew it would bring a wrath of punishment either from
your Master or your Mistress, so they remained where
your Master had bound them. You nipples extended and
somewhat in pain at this moment, for the clips had been
placed on them sometime earlier. You had progressed to
the third level of clips, the pain caused by the first
clips was now like a tickle to your experienced
nipples.
Master Nathaniel moves in front of your
submissively turned down face, "I want you, little
puss, to review the last few days since your training
began and then I shall ask you a question. You may
take as long as you like going over the events of the
days past."
He steps closer to you and reaches for your
clipped nipples and gently runs his fingers over the
clips. This causes some more pressure to be added to
the clips and an increase in the pain. Yet pain and
pleasure have become almost inseparable to you now.
Determining the difference is somewhat difficult for
they seem to have formed a bond and become one over the
past few days.
You begin to reflect back to those prior events
and the vision of what had happened create a hunger
deep within your stomach which moves directly to your
pussy, causing it stir with excitement. After the
first night, when examined by a strange man, the
doctor, then the strange woman, your Mistress shaving
your pussy and playing with your delicate nether lips,
then being administered an enema. Then removed from
the examination room to the playroom in the basement,
being spanked severely and brought to the first all
consuming orgasm you had ever had, not once but twice.
Your thoughts are heating your pussy now. After that
first wonderful night in the playroom, Dana walked you
back upstairs and bathed you. Instructing you at that
time that you were not to touch yourself under any
circumstances, unless given specific permission, nor
could you masturbate. If you did, you would be
punished in the most severe manner. You remember
thinking at the time that tonight's spankings were so
severe that what could be more severe. You did not
know at that time you would learn what was more severe
and yet what would bring you to one of the elevated
climaxes of your young life.
When Dana has completed the bath she had you lay
face down on the bed and applied some soothing cream to
your still inflamed buttocks. Even this caused you to
become aroused. Yet Dana did not touch your pussy nor
did she make a move towards your tender hole of your
ass. She merely, systematically rubbed the various
areas of your backside, covering your shoulders down to
you upturned feet. You felt the light finger touch of
your long time friend rubbing your nude aching body and
could not help the prodding of excitement your pussy
felt from her fingers. You wanted to, no you yearned
to reach down to your pussy and sooth it and bring it
back to another climatic high, but remembering Dana's
instruction you resisted the urge and remained quiet on
the bed.
When Dana had finished the delicate cream massage
to your back she softly, but firmly ordered you to you
turn over. You did so without reservations. She began
the same laborious massage to the front of you. As she
did, she instructed you in what was expected of you as
a slave to the Master Nathaniel.
"You are to always be ready. Regardless of the
circumstances. Your pussy, you will learn, will flow
easily and joyously when in his presence or in the
presence of your Mistress. Soon you will discover that
just hearing the Master's or the Mistress's voice will
cause your juices to flow with ease. He will satisfy
your needs, either with his own body or in some other
manner. The other ways, you will find to be most
erotic as well."
As Dana spoke, her fingers, as though controlled
by her conjuring up past memories, find your nipples
and slowly, methodically caress the very tips, causing
a stirring deep within your being. You are becoming so
hot now with desire that your body is all but aching
from the need and your hips slowly move upward in an
attempt to grasp the thin air. Dana suddenly realizes
she is bringing to this level and removes her hand
quickly.
"I was not to get you excited. I was instructed
to massage your body and soothe it with the cream but
not get you excited from the action. I don't really
know how I couldn't but that was as it was to be." Dana
rose from the bed now, sat the container of cream on
the night stand and continued talking, now slowly with
deliberateness of her words. "You shall not be bound
to the bed tonight slave. You will have the freedom
tonight to sleep unincumbered as well as the freedom to
move about the room and use the bath when necessary.
Master Nathaniel does not hasten his activities in the
training of a new slave. But rather does this in a
slow, lingering, enjoyable process. But do not, slave,
expect to experience such leniency in the future."
Then, much to your surprise, Dana leaves the room
abruptly without a further word. You lay back down on
the bed and your hand, as if with a mind of its own,
reaches to your breasts and gently touches the nipples.
As your left hand kneads the erect nipples your right
hand slides down your body to your shaven pussy,
pressing your fingers into the slit and gently begins
rubbing. You jerk yourself back, pulling your hands
from your body, as you recall Dana's instructions not
to touch yourself. It was too late, but you decided it
did not matter for you were alone in a bedroom. Soon
sleep encases you and you dream of all that has
happened to you since the beginning of your journey
tonight.
You are awakened by the harsh reality of a
forceful arm on yours, pulling you upward from the bed.
Your head and brain still filled with sleep, you are
unable to determine if it is morning or the middle of
the night. With a strength of a man, your Mistress
pulls your arms upward and drags you to the edge of the
bed. Your legs hang over the side and your Mistress,
pressing your face into her stomach region, leans
forward and behind you and pulls your arms back,
securing them firmly with leather cuffs. She then
backs away from you and pulls on your nipples, firmly,
extending them from your well rounded mounds. As she
pulls, she increases the pressure of her fingers until
the nipples are pinches quite hard. You are now fully
awake.
"So, you like touching yourself do you slave?"
You do not respond. You fear if you answer yes it
will bring a fast and quick punishment to you. You
fear if you do not respond, this too will bring
punishment. And if you do respond by saying no, you
will be surely punished for lying. Mistress
reaches the nipples again and repeats the question,
holding tightly to each nipple. "Do you like touching
yourself slave?"
"Yes Mistress," you whisper through the pain in
your throat wishing to scream rather than speak an
audible word.
"Were you not told slave not to touch yourself?"
The pressure to your nipples is reestablished with each
question, then released when you answer.
"Yes Mistress," you have now dropped your head in
shame for the wrong you have done. You become totally
conscious now that your bedroom was indeed not that
private.
"And you touched yourself during the night, did
you not slave?" Pinching harder still, causing you to
gasp from the pain in your nipples.
"Yeeeeessss Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress," you
squirm on the edge of the bed as the pressure to your
nipples continues. "I will not do it again Mistress,
please, I will not."
"I shall see to that slave. You shall be bound to
keep you from such an act." Your Mistress stated, as
she slowly released the pressure to your nipples. "You
must learn your body is not yours any longer and
belongs completely and totally to your Master and me.
It is for our touch, not yours. Now rise and go
relieve yourself and will shall begin the preparations
for your day."
You obey without hesitation. You crave to touch
your nipples, to rub them and remove the pain that
still lingers on the tips, but with hands bound behind
you this is not possible. You enter the bathroom and
sit, only to see your Mistress walking in behind you.
Your face turns bright red again, and you drop your
eyes to the floor before you, knowing a request for
some privacy would merely bring an inflamed Mistress
towards you. You remain silent and complete your
business and your Mistress then orders you to stand in
the shower. Once inside, she removes your binds from
your wrists and turns the water on full. It is cold at
first and makes you wiggle in an attempt to get out of
the cold jet. Your Mistress grabs your arm and pulls
you back in front of it and holds you there. She soaps
you up thoroughly then lets the water beat against your
skin until you are completely rinsed. Then she orders
you from the shower stall and takes a towel and drys
you. She replaces the leather cuffs to your wrists and
presses your arms back then secures the cuffs again
behind you.
"Down the hall slave, to the examining room."
She orders, and you move quickly from the room to the
hallway. Walking a few steps before your Mistress you
arrive at the examining room ahead of her. "Open the
door slave!" How, you think, then turn around facing
your Mistress, grip the handle of the door and slowly
turn until it clicks open.
"On the table slave. On your back with legs in
the stirrups." You obey again, but dread this most
vulnerable position. Your Master's hand, you had
discovered last night is much more soothing and gentle
than your Mistress's. Just prior to your laying on the
table your Mistress unclips your hands and tells you to
stretch them to the top of the table as soon as your
feet are in position in the stirrups. Once completed,
your hands, knees, and feet are securely to the table
and stirrups, as they were the night before. Your
Mistress then presses the stirrups open even more until
your pussy lips are spread wide and gaping open.
Mistress then places a leather strap, brought from
either side of the table, around your hips, thus
preventing you from rotating them upward.
"You like to touch your tits slave?"
"Yes Mistress," you whisper timidly.
"Then we shall give you a false lover to touch
your nipples so the sensation does not leave you for a
long time to come." Your Mistress says and then moves
to the counter opposite the table and comes back with
two clips. She reaches down and gently strokes the
nipples until they are firm and erect then places one
clip on each nipple. You scream from the pain the
clips are yielding to your breasts and your Mistress
merely moves back to the counter returning with a soft,
rubber ball gag. She quickly pushes it into your mouth
when you are about to release yet another scream, then
secures it tightly behind your head. You continue to
moan and react to the pinching clips of your nipples
when finally you realize they are not that harsh, not
any harsher than your Mistress pinching the tips of
each nipple, as a matter of fact, they are less harsh
than this. You begin to relax and let the sensation of
the constant pressure to your sensitive nipples bring
you to a new wave of excitement.
"You like to touch your pussy slave?"
You can not answer now, with the gag pressed deep
into your mouth, but manage to lift your head slightly
and shake it up and down. Fear suddenly runs rampant
in your body when you think of clips, as those on your
nipples, secured to your pouting pussy lips, or your
clit, my gawd your clit. You thrash your head back and
forth in a panic, hoping, above all hope to figure a
way out from your current predicament. Your mind is
racing with thoughts and ideas of how to make free then
the reality of the situation, comes thundering into
your brain, you can not get free. You must take
whatever punishment your Mistress administers.
"I see you have thought of the clips attached to
your soft, pliable pussy lips," your Mistress says as
she reaches to the wide opened hole of your pussy and
fingers you lightly. "Or perhaps to this firm clit of
yours," she continues as she moves her fingers up to
the clit and applies a gentle but firm caress to the
tip of your clit. You try to pivot your hips to move
from her teasing, tormenting fingers, but the leather
strap secured about your hips prevents such action.
"We shall not place clips on these most sensitive
regions, at least not yet slave. But they shall be
punished. For you will, after today, I promise be
convinced that your body is no longer yours but your
Master's and mine. We shall be the ones to touch you,
caress you, bring you to heights of pleasure." Your
Mistress stops talking, removes her fingers from your
opened sex and walks back to the counter. Your body is
relieved of the tension it felt and you relax with your
weight back to the table top, making no attempt to get
away.
When your Mistress returns she carries with her a
small leather strap. The strap is flexible and she
swings it about over your face. It is about six inches
in length with a handle giving it another four inches.
After swinging it above your face she moves to the end
of the table to your wide spread legs. A rush of
horror fills your body when you comprehend what the
leather strap use will be. Despite your fear and
anxiety your pussy is flowing without restriction
letting your hot juices creep down your opened crack
and finally down to the table top. Your Mistress
positions herself before your opened regions and swings
her arm back, with the leather strap acting as an
extension to her firm hand. One crashing blow after
another slaps down upon your opened pussy lips, above
them, below them finally your tender, virgin anus, then
finally finding the erect nub of your clit. You jerk
and thrust your hips upwards as much as permitted with
the restraints to this area and scream through the ball
gag. The tears stream down your face now and you are
certain the pain will cause you to black out.
Odd, you note, in the midst of this pussy lashing,
your nipples do not hurt any longer from their
entrapped fake lovers clasp. The pain inflicted on
your wide open, vulnerable pussy and sex canal has
released the pain from your nipples. Your Mistress
dispenses three more harsh strapping to your opened sex
then stops. Her fingers move to the tip of your clit
and begins to move harshly over it,and around it. With
a suddenness, with no warning to yourself, you spasm in
a overpowering orgasm. Your body wretches forward, as
much as possible, then shudders and quakes in an
uncontrollable response to the zenith of your climax.
Your head falls back onto the table top and darkness
fills your eyes and senses as you sink into an orgasmic
blackout.
When you come to, some hour and half later, your
condition has changed only slightly. You still remain
in your most vulnerable openness, with legs spread wide
on the stirrups and hands above your head. But now,
the ball gag and leather strap pressing your hips
tightly to the table top have been removed. Your
Master is now in the room and stands talking with your
Mistress. You can not truly make out what they are
saying, as you come to, but hear them speak of the
slave, and assume they are speaking of you.
"Well little puss," your Master says when he sees
your eyes open, "have you learned who owns this body of
yours?"
"Yes Master, you, Master and Mistress own this
body."
"Very good little puss. As long as you remember
this fact, then an episode such as this will not have
to be repeated." He turns back to your Mistress now,
"Give her an enema, feed her some breakfast then
prepare her for anal penetration. I want her virgin
ass opened and stretched so it might accept me."
You hear this and tears slowly fill your eyes.
Not from the thought of your Master's sex inside your
virgin ass, but from the thought of the enema, which
you dearly dislike, almost hate.
Seductive Master, The - 06
As you stand, submissively before your Master,
reflecting on the prior days, your clipped nipples
respond to the sensation of the clips and stirs a
warmth through your nether region. You continue to
ponder the events, they now somehow seemed so long ago.
Your mind quickly pushes past the total discomfort
of the enema you experienced. Then you recall the
gentle, almost tender massage your Mistress gave you
during the shower following the enema.
Having relieved yourself of the three bags of
water your Mistress filled you with, she then orders
you into the shower. Your hands are free, but you feel
no need to run, nor desire. Gently, she begins to
massage your body with a washcloth filled with soap.
When she reaches your well strapped pussy region, she
gingerly touches you, moving her fingers lightly,
tenderly over the lips. The sensation returns to your
pussy, your clit and the entire tender area, for this
region felt somewhat numb from the harsh spanking it
had just received. Your Mistress removes the washcloth
from her hand and with compassionate, satin fingers
strokes the soap within your slit. You legs are spread
wide already, but you attempt to spread them even more,
and the only restraint is the size of the shower
itself. Your Mistress responds to your attempt to
spread wider for her, by gently, carefully moving her
silky fingers deeper into you. You feel the burning
desire, deep within your womb for the fulfillment of
your now opened, well lubricated pussy to be filled
with the hardness of your Master's manliness. Your
Mistress continues to move her fingers in and out of
your flowing pussy, when you realized she had pressed
four fingers deep within you. Her thumb searched for
your clit and gently rubs it. Within a few moments you
were in the throws of another orgasm. As the waves of
pleasure rushes through your body, you reach to the
walls of the shower to hold yourself steady. When you
are finished, and begin climbing down from the orgasmic
high your Mistress picks up the washcloth and finishes
washing you.
You are then taken downstairs, unbound, but still
nude, for breakfast. You walk into the breakfast room,
which is nothing more than a sun porch directly by the
kitchen and wait for your Mistress to instruct you.
You take notice of a chair on the other side of the
room. It strikes you odd, for in the center of the
chair is what appears to be a dildo extended upwards
from the bottom. A shiver runs through you when your
realize what its purpose is. Your Mistress moves over
to the chair, pulls a tube of K-Y jelly from a pocket
in the smock she wears and spreads it completely around
the one and one half in thick dildo.
"Come slave, your seat of honor awaits," she says
to you. You sheepishly and with great apprehension
move to the chair. Your ass cheeks and sphincter
reflexes involuntarily as you walk in anticipation of
what is come. As you slowly walk towards the chair you
hear something behind you and glance back over your
shoulder. Much to your humiliation and mortification
are two other people. One dressed as a maid and the
other obviously the gardener judging from his
appearance. Your entire body feels the warmth of a
blush as it covers you. Your head drops in utter
despair for your situation and indignity you are now
suffering in front of strangers. You have become
accustomed to your Mistress and Master, but these
people. Your brain contemplates the ability of
retreating, withdrawing from your agreement with your
Master, but your heart, your inner being knows you will
not. You have finally achieved the security you have
always desired. The fulfilling inner joy of peace,
knowing you are cared for, taken care of and when
behaving properly given all the things your heart and
fantasy dreams could desire. Why even the spankings
and harsh treatment of your pussy from the strapping
this morning made you feel the release of tension from
your being, as well as the long need you have had for
punishment for failure to live up to your own
potential. You knew these were some of many reasons
you enjoyed the spankings, the punishment. Though
these thoughts raged through your mind, it did not
alter the embarrassment you were experiencing at this
moment.
Once you reached the chair, your Mistress stopped
you in front of it, "Standing position slave, legs
spread very wide." You immediately placed your hands
behind your head, interlacing the fingers of each hand
and spread your legs a good two and half to three feet
apart.
"Now slave, bend forward. You may use your hands
on your ankles if you need steady yourself." You want
to bend completely over and crawl away, for the maid
and gardener still stood watching the activities of you
and your Mistress. You bend forward then quickly bring
your hands from behind your head and brace yourself on
your ankles. You can feel the air caress your anus and
opened pussy.
Slowly your Mistress places K-Y jelly on her
fingers and begins to circle the outer ring of your
anus. Your muscles tighten at the touch. "You will
feel much pain if you do not relax slave, so relax."
You know from the experience of having a small
butt plug inserted that this is true. But this dildo
forced through the seat of the chair is not a small
butt plug. It is about five inches long as well as an
inch and a half thick. You try to relax, to focus your
attentions on other things, then you feel your
Mistress's fingers enter you rear hole. Slowly she
moves her fingers around inside you, lubricating you
thoroughly.
"Standing position slave," she commands. You
immediately stand up and bring your hands back to
behind your head. Your face is flushed red from
leaning forward, which does a nice job of hiding the
red caused by your blushing. Slowly your Mistress
maneuvers you to the seat of the chair and the waiting
dildo. She gently, but firmly pushes down on your
shoulders and you, with great reluctance bend your
knees and move to a sitting position. The plastic head
of the dildo begins to slowly press at your anus and
you react by tightening your sphincter muscle once
again. Without a word your Mistress pulls you back up
and draws you near her. She cradles you in her arms,
with the tenderness of a mother holding her child. She
holds you closely to her well endowed breasts and
gently begins talking to you in a whispering voice.
"You must relax," as she speaks her hands that are
wrapped around your naked body begin to rub you gently.
One hand to your back, the other moving to your
buttocks and soothingly rubbing your round, firm
derriere. You feel yourself relax in her strong arms.
When she moves her hands back and simply holds you
talking quietly, "If you do not relax you could hurt
yourself. We don't want that dear. Now you must trust
me and just relax."
When she releases her grasp on you, it becomes
clear the entire time she talked to you she was moving
you over the dildo and finally on to it, so it now
pressed gently inside your anus. There was no pain, oh
perhaps a little, but very minor. It felt huge inside
you but not totally uncomfortable.
"Now lift your legs up from the floor and let your
body weight lower you the rest of the way." Your
Mistress states. You comply, lifting your legs up and
feeling the dildo move deeper within your bowel, until
you feel your asscheeks firmly on the seat of the chair
and the intruder hard and erect within you.
Your Mistress turns around and motions for the
other two people watching this entire ordeal to come
into the breakfast room now. They move in, one on
either side of your chair and suddenly lift the chair
by the seat and move it closer to the table. When they
have completed this task they bow their heads and ask,
"May we go back to work now Mistress?" She grants them
permission to do so and orders the maid to bring
breakfast for the two of you.
"Now little slave, you shall sit upon your throne
for at least two hours this morning and then return to
it tonight for another two. In a few days the small
dildo will be replaced with a larger one and we will
continue using larger ones until your Master is
satisfied. Good," she interrupts herself as the maid
slave brings two plates of scrambled eggs with fruit on
the side, to the table, places them before your
Mistress. "Now, lets see, where was I, oh yes, your
Master will test your progress for anal penetration
periodically and we will continue to treat the area
until he is totally happy." The maid slave brings in
coffee now for the two of you and bows her head,
walking backwards from the room and leaves you and your
Mistress in private to eat.
"When the two hours have passed slave," your
Mistress continues as she eats her breakfast, and you
eat yours, "we shall permit you the right to relieve
yourself then you shall retire to the playroom."
The playroom, the thought rushes through your
brain, oh good, as you begin wondering what excitements
await you in a short period of time.
Thirty minutes having passed, as you sit on your
dildo throne, and your anus feels as though a huge rod
is pushed into it. Your ass is becoming numb from
sitting so perfectly still. The discomfort is becoming
an irritant rather than a pleasure even with the
thought of your Master entering you.
Your Mistress finishes her second cup of coffee
then rises and moves to your chair. She kneels down to
the side of you and orders you to lift your legs. You
obey instantly, and she slides the chair around to face
her. Now fully in front of you, your legs spread wide,
in the proper position of a slave, she moves her
fingers to your pussy and presses into their soft pedal
folds. She slowly moves her fingers around, you can
feel your juices begin to flow at her first touch. She
increases the speed, only slightly and you can feel the
furor of her actions rush through your body. She
suddenly withdraws her fingers and moves to under the
chair. You jump slightly when the dildo pushed deep
within you begins to vibrate. Her fingers move back to
your warm pussy and begin to rub your outer lips and
teasingly slips inside then out again. This continues
and you can feel yourself nearing orgasm, though as it
begins to streak through your body, all the action
stops abruptly. You are in total frustration and start
to move your unbound hands to your clit to satisfy
yourself. With a sudden realization of the pussy
whipping you received earlier you pull your hands back
and place them behind your head, an attempt to cover
your original intent. Your Mistress seems to have
bought this move for she says nothing regarding it.
The next hour and a half is spent bringing you to
the very edge of orgasm then denying you the
opportunity for release. Finally, your Mistress
presses her fingers deep within you while her thumb
reaches your clit and works it around feverishly, then
the dildo in your anus is started again and the
vibration raises you higher to orgasm. Suddenly the
dildo is moving in and out of your anus and thrusting
back and forth and you explode in an even higher orgasm
than the others you had felt since being here.
"Now slave," your Mistress sternly says, once you
have recovered from the orgasm, "to the bathroom,
relieve yourself, then to the playroom for your next
lesson." You pull yourself off the plastic cock
slowly, then walk down the hall to the bathroom. You
use the facilities then immediately make your way to
the door to the basement leading to the playroom. Your
Mistress in attendance all the while.
Upon entering the playroom you see your Master.
Your heart skips a beat and you wish you could rush to
him and throw your arms around his neck and thank him
for the pleasures he is teaching you. But you know if
you do so you will not be received in the same manner
in which you feel and thus you restrain yourself from
this outward display of gratitude and love. Yes love,
for now you feel a strong bond of love for your Master
and Mistress. For all the doors of pleasure they have
opened to you thus far.
"Standing position slave," your Mistress orders,
once you are in the playroom and close to the center of
it. You assume your position immediately, with head
bowed as your Master and Mistress discuss you and your
progress.
"She did well on the dildo chair Master
Nathaniel", your Mistress reported. "She stayed the
entire two hours and responded well to the thrusting of
the small dildo in and out of her anus. She did
however, when being teased, attempt to reach for her
pussy to satisfy her need, but quickly pulled her arms
back and placed them behind her head."
Damn, you think to yourself, she did notice. Your
heart sinks at the thought of this, for you are certain
you will be punished. You can only pray it will not be
another whipping to your tender, sensitive pussy.
"Thank you Mistress, I will continue her training
this afternoon, you may go now," your Master states
firmly. Your Mistress leaves the room, closing the
door tightly behind her. "So little puss, you like to
masturbate and satisfy your needs! We shall continue
to work on this desire and correct this wrong
behavior." Your Master walks to the wall shelving
holding the various instruments used for punishment and
walks back with a simple flat, wooden hairbrush. He
reaches down, unties his robe, hangs it on a hook, then
stands before you nude. His firm body ripples when he
bends his knees slightly and grasps firmly your right
arm, pulling it from the clasped fingers of your left
hand he leads you across the room to a chair. He sits
and pats his knees, "Lay across my knees little pus for
your correction." You can feel the excitement rising
in you as well as the humiliation and shame. You feel
like a small child now, about to be paddled for bad
behavior. You know your chastiser is puritanical about
proper conduct and will rigidly administer the
punishment to correct such behavior. Slowly, with
trepidation you lay across the knees of your Master,
your pussy slowly oozing its juices down to your inner
thigh.
Unknown to you, your Master is aware that a bare
bottom spanking across his knees is one of the most
sensuous actions a Master can have with a slave, next
to pressing his hard cock into all her openings. He
slowly positions you over his knees, so your bare
bottom is in direct line to his right arm. He tells
you to keep your legs spread wide and says you are not
to move. "If you move," he warns, "we shall begin
again. Each time you move, we start over, do you
understand little puss?"
"Yes Master," you say, now in a little girl voice.
"Very good little puss. As the lessons of this
morning did not seem to sink in properly we will
administer no less than forty spanks. They shall be
placed firmly on the sit spot of your bared bottom with
the hard, wooden hairbrush. After each spank you will
state to your Master, 'thank you Master, I behaved
badly and deserve more', until we reach the agreed
forty spanks. When the forty have been delivered, I
shall begin again with my opened hand, giving you
another forty. Again, little puss, you must not move
or the action will start all over from one. Is this
clear?"
"Yes Master," you say in the most timid voice,
which even surprises you, for you have not heard this
tone from yourself since you were a child receiving a
sound spanking from your father. Your inner thigh area
quivers with the anticipation of the first blow and you
brace yourself for the sharpness of it. Deep within
you, you desire this more than anything. It satisfies
some need buried, and hidden within and is almost as
exhilarating as feeling your Master's hard cock inside
you. The first spank comes down on your sit spot,
firmly but not harshly. You immediately respond with,
"Thank you Master, I behaved badly and deserve more."
"I shall oblige you then little puss," your Master
responds as he brings the hairbrush down almost in the
same spot with a bit more force. Again your repeat
your recital of words, believing them even more with
each spank imparted on your firm, round, bare bottom.
By the time your Master has reached thirty, the
spanks are hard, almost severe, being delivered with a
firm, burning sting to your unprotected ass. You are
in tears now, but still have not moved nor have you
forgotten to thank your Master for doing his duty in
your Master drops the hairbrush to the floor. His hand
moves tenderly to your burning ass and caresses the
glowing surface of your sit spot. Maintaining an even
pressure and caress to your bare, throbbing ass.
Slowly his fingers move down to your opened legs and
presses ever gently into your open, sopping pussy. He
tenderly, with fingers that feel almost like feathers
moves over your pussy, finding your clit and fondles it
ever so carefully and gingerly. His hand now moves
back to your ass and rubs a little firmer on the tender
area.
"Now little puss, we will continue. You do
remember what you are to say, do you not?"
"Yes Master," you answer, just as timidly as
before.
"Very good! We shall begin." And with that your
Master's hand firmly and smartly strikes your sit spot
again. You let out a yelp and the tears begin to flow
again down your cheeks. Again you do not forget your
ordered statement, "Thank you Master, I have behaved
badly and deserve more." With that, your Master brings
his hand firmly down again, giving you only enough time
to respond, then again and again. You can feel the
heat from your ass all the way to your pussy. You note
that your pussy is pressed directly into his knee now,
as he has readjusted your position some to ensure it
is. You also note that your Master's cock is firm
under your stomach. The feeling of his firm cock
excites you even more and your pussy is flowing as
easily as the river Nile.
As each spank is unyieldingly given, you can feel
your pussy become more and more excited. Finally, near
the thirty fourth spank you burst with a surging
orgasm, your body jerks and shudders from the force of
it, yet somehow you remain firmly across your Master's
lap. He delays the spanks now, spacing them apart
more, and when each is given your can feel the force of
yet another explosive orgasm rushing through you. When
he reaches forty, you feel the frustration of needing
to cum, yet are not relieved. Your Master stops
spanking you and orders you up to standing position.
You reluctantly do as you are told.
"Now little puss, do you think you have learned
your lesson?"
"Yes Master," you sheepishly say, with head bowed.
"I should hope so little puss. If not, there will
be further punishment. But I am certain there will be
anyway, for you have a long way to go before you have
learned all the proper training of a slave."
Your Master walks around you as he speaks. His
voice never louder than a soft, almost whisper.
Occasionally you see his face out of the corner of your
eye and the desire to throw your arms around him is so
great it is almost overwhelming.
"Now little puss, you have failed another time.
You are to be, at all times, aware of your Master's
needs and desires, and here I stand with a cock that is
rock hard and in need of satisfying and you have made
no attempt to correct this problem for your Master."
Immediately you drop to your knees and begin to
tongue the shaft of your Master's cock. Slowly, gently
you swirl your tongue around the shaft, reaching the
head, you flick your tongue lightly over it. Your
Master now reaches down and pulls your head back
gently, you understand the action and open your mouth
wide to accept him inside. He moves slowly in and out
of your mouth, your tongue moving around and around the
shaft of his hard cock as he does. His speed increases
and your tongue increases with him, until finally you
feel the spasm of his cock in your mouth, he presses it
deep into your throat. You swallow hard and fast to
take all of his creamy juices and you feel his cock
spasm again and more washes down your throat. Before
withdrawing from your mouth, he has spent his cum at
least three times into your opened throat. As he
withdraws his limp member from you, your tongue goes to
work again to ensure it is free of cum.
As if this had no effect on him whatsoever, your
Master goes and retrieves his robe from the hook. You
have returned to standing position and await his
instructions.
"Little puss, as part of your punishment, you
shall stand in the corner, hands down to your sides,
upstairs in the library, while I conduct business with
some associates. You shall stand there nude, with your
well spanked, red bottom facing out to the room, so all
will know you behaved badly and that your Master was
not remiss in delivering the proper correction. Now
upstairs little puss, quickly."
You quickly move through the playroom to the door,
opening it, you step aside to let your Master exit then
quickly move behind him up the stairs. You can already
feel the embarrassment of your position. Your nude
body being exposed to strangers. Your Master telling
them of your behavior and perhaps even what you did
that was so wrong which warranted the spanking. You
can feel your pussy throbbing with excitement, and your
clit reacting again with anticipation of what is come.
A full completion of punishment. First the soundness
of the spanking, unyielding, despite your cries, your
orgasm, and moans then the humiliation and
embarrassment of exposing your behavior and punishment
of such to others. Up until two days ago you would not
have dreamed all your secret fantasies would be
fulfilled. But they so needed fulfilling. Like a
woman out on the desert without water for several days,
the thirst for your fantasies to be filled was finally
being quenched.
Seductive Master, The - 07
As you stand, before your Master, reviewing the
events of the last few days, your body reacts to the
thrilling pleasures it has experienced from the hand of
your well experienced Master and Mistress. You reflect
now on the time spent in the library, your crimson
colored ass exposed to all who enter the room. You
sink into deeper thought to recall every detail of the
event.
Your Master leaves you to your Mistress's hand,
while he dresses in preparation of his meeting. Your
Mistress takes you and leads you down the hall to the
library. Once inside, she leads you to a corner
opposite the door. You suddenly realize the first
thing anyone who enters will see is your reddened
bottom. You flush with redness from your
embarrassment.
"Stand in this corner slave. Hands at your side.
Do not turn around unless ordered by your Master. Do
not move, regardless of what may happen, unless given
permission from your Master. And above all, do not
speak, unless specifically asked a question by your
Master. Do you understand slave?"
"Yes Mistress." you answer, and a sudden slap
comes firmly down on your redden buttocks.
"You were told not to speak unless your Master
asks you a question. Now remember that slave."
You wait, with face pressed into the corner. Your
pussy still not having relief from the near orgasm your
Master brought you to, is now releasing its juices and
they are running down the inside of your slightly
spread legs. You hear the door open behind you, then
close, and your heart pounds in your head, as you feel
the rush of blood come to your face. You do not know
who has entered the room. It could be your Master.
But then again, it could be a guest of his. You remain
standing with your face pressed forward to the corner.
You are longing to sneak a peek at who is in the room,
but you dare not, in fear of the reprisal for such an
action.
Again the door opens and closes. You hear someone
move across the room and sit behind you. This same
action is repeated five more times before your Master
enters the room and speaks.
"Good afternoon all. Are we ready to begin?"
"Yes," you hear another man's voice,"but first
Nathaniel, could you explain about this lovely miss in
the corner?"
"I should be happy to Tom", your Master says.
"This is my newest little puss slave. She failed to
behave properly this morning. As you can see from her
reddened buttocks, she was swiftly punished for her
behavior and ordered to the corner to the display
herself."
"May I ask," you are mortified now for the voice
you hear is that of a woman, "what she did Nathaniel to
warrant a sound spanking?"
"Of course," your Master says, much to your
embarrassment, "my dear Grace. This little puss
continues to touch herself. A feeble attempt to bring
herself satisfaction, she moves her fingers to her
dripping pussy and tries to bring herself to orgasm. I
say feeble, dear Grace, for we all know, only a Master
or Mistress can give total satisfaction to a puss."
You knew it would come to this. You knew, deep
within yourself, that your Master would explain the
reason for you punishment. You wanted to find a rock
to crawl under you felt such indignity now. Your body
trembles at the thought of all these unknown, faceless
people looking at your redden ass and your juices
running down the inside of your opened legs. This is
worse than any whipping or spanking. This is a
humiliation you shall not forget. Yet the excitement
of it all is racing through your body and courses
through your veins. You can feel your heart beating
faster and faster and your pussy juice flowing harder
than before.
"May I examine her thrashed buttocks Nathaniel?",
you recognize the voice as that of Grace. You pray
your Master will say no. You hope your body is only
for the touch of your Master and Mistress. You heart
sinks when you hear him speak, saying "of course you
may dear Grace, as may you all." You wanted to run, as
fast as you can, to get away from this demoralizing
action about to take place. But alas, you know you
will not run. You know, somewhere deep within you,
this is the treatment you have craved and longed for.
Suddenly you feel a hand touch your tender ass. You
wrench upward slightly when it does. The hand moves
firmly over you ass and down between your ass cheeks.
You can tell from the touch it is a woman's hand, and
assume it belongs to the one called Grace. Her fingers
move over your anus and play teasingly at the ring.
You jerk again, for the area is tender from the dildo
it experienced this morning. She moves her fingers
deeper down your slit till they rest upon your opened
hole of your pussy. The lips of which are opened wide
because of your spread legs. She slowly thrusts her
fingers into your opening then pulls them out again.
She repeats the action several times and you can feel
yourself becoming more and more excited. Your stomach
muscles ripple with the excitement and you are burning
deep within your womb to be satisfied. Your desire to
reach for your pussy is so strong, yet your resist,
still feeling the harshness of the spanking you
received not more than twenty minutes ago. Her fingers
move in and out of you faster now, until you feel you
are on the edge of an explosive orgasm. Yet, as you
reach the pinnacle of pleasure she withdraws her
fingers and leaves you stand in total discontentment.
One by one the faceless people of the room touch
you in various areas of your body. Each bringing you
closely to orgasm, each leaving you as you react and
reach the edge. One man slaps lightly at your still
burning ass, as his fingers slide in front of you and
rubs your clit. You don't think you can stand it any
longer, you are thrusting your hips forward now, ever
so slightly, for you are restraining them as much as
you can because you were told not to move. As you
reach the height of your near explosive orgasm, the
stimulation is stopped again, leaving you in such
frustration that tears flow down your cheeks.
You can hear laughter when the fingers are pulled
from you. Someone, a male voice says, 'She is a hot
puss isn't she Nathaniel.' More of a statement of fact
rather than a question. They leave you in your now
very uncomfortable position and begin to attend to the
business they had come to discuss. The meeting goes on
for nearly an hour and half and as each faceless person
leaves the room, they walk first to you and lightly
spank at your bottom once then walk out. Silence
settles round you now, and you can not even hear your
Master in the room. Suddenly you hear a chair roll on
a plastic sheeting, the type that covers the floor to
protect the carpeting.
"Well little puss," you hear your Master's say, as
he reaches out and touches your shoulder. "You may turn
around now." You do so quickly. "You were very good
little puss, taking your punishment so bravely. Come
to your Master's arms and be held." You need no
further encouragement, and all but fall into his opened
arms and rest your head to his suited chest. He holds
you tenderly for a very long time in silence. His
hands rubbing, caressing your body tenderly. You feel
the warmth of his touch and the firmness of his body
pressed to yours and the sensation of being wrapped
within a cocoon, safe, warm, protected envelopes you as
you burrow your head even more into him. His lips
brush your head, then his fingers find your chin and
brings your face to his. He gently, tenderly kisses
you, his tongue slowly moving into your mouth. His
kiss lingers, his tongue teasing yours, for a long
time, then he forces his tongue deep within your mouth
and holds you firmly to him. You want this man, this
Master, with every fiber of your being. But all too
soon he pulls back from you and orders you upstairs to
the bedroom you used last night.
Once upstairs to the bedroom, you walk inside to
find your Mistress waiting.
"Slave, standing position." She orders, and you
immediately assume the position. "Slave you will
shower, wash your hair, and shave your legs and
underarm, put on a scant amount of makeup and dry your
hair. Of course you may touch yourself, but you may
not masturbate. You shall then return to the bedroom
and we will prepare you for this evening. You have one
hour slave to do these things. You may also relieve
yourself if you desire and a cold glass of iced tea is
waiting you in the bath." She turns and walks out,
leaving you, for the first time today, totally alone
for one full hour.
You do all you have been instructed and when you
hear the door open to the bedroom you are just
finishing the light touch of color to your lips. You
have stood before the mirror and examined your flaming
red ass cheeks. They still hurt when you sit down, you
quickly found out when you went to sit down before the
mirror to dry your hair.
"Kneeling position slave," you hear your Mistress
call out to you from the adjoining bedroom. You
quickly move into the room and kneel, with your legs
spread wide, your hands behind your head and you head
bowed slightly.
"Very good slave. You are learning quickly.
Though you have much to learn. Tonight slave, you
shall have dinner with your Master and I. Joining us
will be a few guests. You shall, however, wear nothing
and you will be seated on your honorable throne."
Your mind rushes with the indignity of such a
thing. Again being displayed before strangers, your
nudity open to their eyes and your pussy spread wide
open while sitting on a dildo stuck into your anus.
"I shall prepare you here slave, placing K-Y jelly
on your delicate anal hole. Then you shall walk
downstairs to the dining room, where your Master will
be waiting with guests and you shall, at his or my
instruction go directly to your throne and be seated.
If you hesitate or need help in pressing the small
dildo into your ass or in any way embarrass your Master
or I you shall be taken over his or my knee and paddled
right then and there. You will then receive not less
than ten spanks from each person in the room for your
bad behavior and embarrassment caused them. Now slave,
you will rise, get into bed and rest before this
evening's entertainment."
Without a word you do as instructed. Your bottom
touches the bed and you are painfully reminded of
punishment for disobedience. You roll on to your side
and sleep conquers you quickly, albeit the thoughts
dashing through your mind.
Seductive Master, The - 08
Three hours has past and your Mistress comes in to
awaken you. You feel well rested, yet when you start
to rise you can feel the painful reminder still on your
pinkish bottom.
"You may use the bathroom slave," your Mistress
states. "Then down the hall to the examination room
for your enema." You heart sinks, not again you think.
But you know better than to protest and obey in
silence.
"On the table, feet in the stirrups slave." Your
Mistress orders and you again obey in silence. Your
hands reach above your head after positioning your legs
in the wide spread stirrups. Your Mistress then straps
your ankles, and legs just above the knees to the
stirrups, then attaches the straps to your hands above
your head. You have not quite become accustomed to
being totally exposed in this manner to another woman,
and it causes you a great deal of embarrassment.
Your Mistress takes an enema bag and fills it with
warm water, after inserting the tube into your rather
sore anus, slowly she releases the water into you. She
repeats this three more times, until you feel as though
your stomach will burst from the pressure caused by the
water in your bowel. When your Mistress has completed
flushing you with water, she places a well lubricated
butt plug into your anus and leaves the room without a
word. She is gone for what seems like an hour to you,
yet it is actually only about ten minutes. The
pressure is so great within you now that you can hardly
wait until she returns and releases you.
Finally the door opens and your Mistress enters.
She removes the straps holding you and helps you into
the bath and has you sit and removes the butt plug.
You relieve yourself, dispensing the water for what
seems like five minutes. When you are finished, you
expect to be told to take a shower, but instead your
Mistress orders you back to the examination table and
to take your same position.
Once there your Mistress again refastens the
leather straps to your legs, ankles and wrists. She
goes back and gets the enema bag once again, inserts
the tubing into your opened anus and begins releasing
more warm water into you. You wish to protest this
second washing, but knew what will happen if you do, so
you keep quiet.
After one bag, your Mistress stops and removes the
tube and inserts a butt plug again. Slowly her fingers
move up your slit to your wide opened vagina and moves
her fingers lightly over the opening. You are somewhat
surprised, because you now, for the first time, can
feel you are very moist. You are not wet really, but
very nearly so. She moves her fingers to your now
swelling clit and slowly teases it, rubbing slowly and
firmly. You begin to arch your hips upward in response
to your Mistress's fingers. She does not thwart your
motion, but instead increases the speed of her fingers.
The sensation of your excitement is a new one for you,
with the water locked within your bowel and causing a
pressure from behind. As you reach higher and higher
in your excitement, a moan escapes your lips, then
another and another. Finally you are reaching the
climax point and an orgasm is about to explode within
you. Your Mistress pulls her fingers from you and
leaves you in this most frustrating condition. She
walks along the side of the table and moves her fingers
slowly up your wanting body until they settle on your
extended nipples. Slowly, softly she moves her fingers
over the very tips of each nipple and continues this
action as you continue to lift your hips upward and the
moaning comes from you move frequently and louder now.
Suddenly your Mistress pinches each nipple very hard
and you explode with an extremely strong orgasm. She
strokes your breasts slowly again, softly until the
depressed nipples seem to come back to life and become
hard and erect again. Your pussy twitching in
excitement to the further stimulation. Your Mistress
moves her fingers back to your clit and begins teasing
it again, just as you are about to explode with another
orgasm your Mistress pulls her fingers from you and
stand watching you in your frustration. Your hips
thrashing about and arching upward for satisifaction.
"Please Mistress, please," you whisper quietly.
"You were not told to speak slave!" She retorts
sternly.
She then releases you from your bonds and helps
you up and walks you to the bathroom again. Once
seated she removes the butt plug and allows you to
relieve yourself once more. When finished, she pulls
you up, orders you into the shower, turns it on and the
cold water strikes your body harshly. Though the cold
water does relieve your sexual excitement. Once she
has soaped your entire body she rinses you off and
orders you from the shower.
She takes a large towel and slowly pats your skin
until dry. The action is so sensuous that it begins to
excite you again. She orders you back to the table and
into position, you quickly follow her instructions.
Once spread wide on the table with feet in the
stirrups again, your Mistress restrains you once again.
She then takes a bottle of oil from the counter and
walks to the end of the table. Slowly she begins
massaging the oil into your open pussy, across your
clit and over your anus. This further excites you, but
you are sure you will not be satisfied so you attempt
not to react. She moves to your breasts and places oil
on her fingers and gently massages the nipples of each
breasts. They stand out, glistening in the light with
the oil rubbed into them.
Your Mistress goes back to the counter and picks
up a tube of K-Y Jelly. Your hopes dashed now for some
release to your sexually frustrated state, for you know
she is preparing your the upcoming events of the
evening. She moves back to your spread open legs and
squeezes some K-Y jelly on her fingers then slowly
begins spreading it around your small, pink, puckered
hole. She removes her hand and places more K-Y on her
fingers then moves back to your opening and presses her
fingers deep within you. Having completed this, she
unhooks your restraints and orders you back to the
bedroom. You immediately move down the hall to the
bedroom.
"Go into the bathroom slave and comb your
hair and touch up your make-up. It is almost time for
you to join your Master and his guests." You do as you
are told, dreading the events before you. When
finished, your Mistress takes you by the hand, secures
both hands behind you and leads you downstairs to the
formal dining room.
Once inside, the guests all turn to look at you as
you enter. You become red faced with shame and
humiliation from the stares you are now receiving. You
wish you could withdraw and hide, even back to the
examination room, just anyplace to hide. Then you see,
next to your Master's chair, your chair with the throne
dildo extended through it.
"Come little pus, you will sit in your place of
honor.", your Master says. You slowly walk down,
passing the guests, to your Master's side. Your
Mistress aids you in sitting on the well lubricated
dildo. Your legs are strapped to the legs of the chair
and a strap is placed over your thighs to hold your
bottom securely to the seat of the chair with the dildo
pushed into your ass. You want to hide you are so
embarrassed, for all the guests have watched your
Mistress help you seat yourself on this butt intruder.
You can feel your face flush with color and have
dropped your head to hide your eyes, trying to avoid
the eyes of the guests.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is my newest slave.
She has a virgin ass and must sit on this device in an
attempt to spread her sphincter muscles so she might
accommodate me." You drop your head even further down
now. The dildo pressing into you is very
uncomfortable, as is the hard seat your well spanked
bottom touches.
"You will be permitted, my guests, to touch this
little puss tonight, but first, let us enjoy our meal.
You, little puss, will be permitted to eat and feed
yourself, however if your table manners are not
exquisite you will be rebound and forced fed, is this
clear?"
"Yes Master," your lips some how quiver out the
words. You want to cry, you are so embarrassed. You
look about the room and note that there are three men
and three ladies who are now seating themselves at the
table. They all continue to look at you, examining
your nude body. You wonder how many desire to laugh
openly at your predicament of being strapped onto a
hard, plastic cock forced up your ass. You wish you
could crawl under the table, but know you can not, and
try to bear the degradation of your situation.
Some how, despite your Master's fingers probing
your well moistened pussy periodically through dinner,
you manage to make it through this ordeal without error
or incident. Dinner takes well over two hours and now
everyone is leisurely sipping at an after dinner drink.
You however, sit quietly, for you are not permitted any
alcohol. Finally your Master says, "I think it time to
adjourn for this evening's entertainment." He reaches
over to the straps covering your thighs and releases
it, then the two secured to your ankles and orders you
to stand. You slowly push yourself upward and off your
dildo, your anus is sore now, but much to your excited
body you can see the wet spot on the chair left by your
dripping pussy juices.
"You have left a wet spot slave.", your Master
announces loudly. You turn bright red from the
disgrace you now feel. "Clean it slave!," your Master
orders sternly, and after some dealay says, "with your
tongue." You are now truly mortified and wish you
could crawl under the chair more than anything. All
the eyes in the room are watching you, and all are
gleaming with a slight smirk on their faces. You kneel
down to the seat of the chair and carefully begin
licking your own juices from it. You continue licking
until your Master says, "You may stop slave. Now down
to the playroom!"
The playroom? You question within yourself. Then
it hits you like a ton of bricks, YOU ARE THE
ENTERTAINMENT OF THE EVENING. Now you are truly
embarrassed. You want to plead with your Master, beg
him to do anything to you but this, but you hold your
tongue and slowly, cautiously walk down to the
playroom, with all the guests and your Master following
behind you.
"Kneeling position slave," your Master orders.
You move to the center of the playroom and kneel, with
hands firmly behind your head. Your body is trembling
now, as if chilled, but is not cold that makes you
tremble. All the guests begin slowly removing their
clothing and when stripped down to only their
underwear, circle around your kneeling body. They part
enough in front of you for your Master to stand
directly before you.
"Tonight slave, you shall entertain my guests in
whatever manner they desire, as long as it meets with
my approval. I only request," he continues in a softer
manner now when addressing the guests, "that you do not
penetrate her anus with anything other than your
fingers. She has been given two thorough enemas and is
clean. How would you like to proceed ladies and
gentlemen on this little cunt?"
You are so humiliated. You want to slump forward
and hide your face to the floor, but somehow you
maintain the position of kneeling. You hear someone
suggest that they start with a firm thrashing then
continue after that. Your Master says, "I agree. As I
understand it, this little cunt spoke when not
permitted to beg to be brought to orgasm earlier this
evening. I think a good thrashing is in order."
Someone grabs your left arm and pulls it down and
holds it in front of you, then does the same with your
right arm. Someone else straps leather cuffs to your
wrists and secures your wrists tightly together. A
thumb and finger go to your nose and pinch it tightly
closed and you quickly open your mouth to breathe, when
you do so a soft rubber ball is pressed firmly into
your mouth then strapped behind you head. Next you are
pulled up from your knees to your feet from behind and
pushed toward the padded horse. You are afraid of what
is going to be done to you, yet your pussy is dripping
its juices down to the inside of your legs now. You
are strapped firmly over the horse, your legs spread
wide and leather straps placed around your ankles then
hooked to the legs of the horse. From the other two
legs, light weighted chains are stretched to your wrist
and secured to the hooks on the leather cuffs.
"One more thing," you hear your Master say, "you
may not mark her in any way which might yield a
permanent scar or disfigurement." You feel some relief
now from the ordeal you are about to be put through.
"Now," your Master continues, "how severe a punishment
must be agreed upon before we begin. The cunt was a
very defiant slave today and her punishment must be
firm but not over-bearing." You can hear the
discussion now between all of them regarding the number
of swats you should receive by the various instruments
of discipline. Finally your Master says, "Then it is
agreed, each shall administer fifteen spanks with their
chosen instrument."
You brace yourself for the first series of spanks.
It is a man who is the first to start and he has chosen
a rather light weight, leather covered paddle. He
begins. The pain is not severe but firm. You are
excited by this spanking and rising to an orgasm by it.
The next person, a woman, has chosen a leather strap.
You think to yourself, it figures, women are extremely
harsh when given the opportunity to punish one of their
same sex. They seem to possess more ruthlessness than
any man in this situation. The strap smacks smartly on
your upturned ass and you wiggle and squirm from the
sting it leaves. Before you can even compose yourself
from the first slap the second is given, then the third
and so on. Quickly the woman is finished and next
another man stands behind you. Each, as they come in
turn, are taking the instrument of their choice and
showing it to you. Tears are in your eyes now, after
the uncharitable spanks of the woman, and you try to
see through the tears. This man holds a thick, wooden
paddle. The blows hit your burning ass quickly and it
is over before you even realize it. Each taking their
turn at your flaming red buttocks now, each stroke
against your ass causing more and more excitement, and
more and more tears. The line between pain and
pleasure still not drawn for you and you explode with
orgasm as the last of the guests spank you.
Your Master walks to you next. He holds in front
of your eyes his opened hand. You feel some relief,
but not a lot, for you remember all too well the sting
of his hand from earlier today. He begins, firmly, but
not severely, and as his hand slaps, before pulling it
back he rubs and squeezes your throbbing cheeks, it is
a sensuous move on his part and yet thrusts the pain of
the spankings administered earlier all through your
body. By the time he has reached the agreed fifteen,
your body is quivering in excitement again, and before
satisfaction can be gained by your begging pussy it is
over.
You are finally released from your position, not
given the opportunity to climax as was given to you
last night. You are pulled to a chair in the center of
the room and one of the women abruptly thrusts you hard
into the chair. The scream, unlike the others you have
released through your gagged mouth thus far, is quite
audible and long lasting.
You legs are spread wide and secured firmly, one
to one leg of the chair and one to the other leg. The
chair is exceptionally wide and thus spreads you open
wide. Your hands are then secured to the arms, first
at the wrists then at the forearm. Another strap is
slid under your breasts and your back is pressed firmly
to the back of the chair.
The pressure to your seething buttocks is suddenly
eased. You can feel the bottom of the chair is now
open, as if on hinges, giving access to your burning
ass again. The tears continue to stream down your
cheeks.
A maid slave enters the playroom carrying a tray
of drinks for the guests and the Master. You recognize
her as a maid from the scant uniform she wears. Her
uniform consists of leather cuffs with lace surrounding
them, a leather collar around her neck, also with lace
on it, and a black and white leather strap around her
waist. She serves the drinks then leaves promptly,
almost hurriedly as if in fear that she might be taken
for the evenings entertainment as well. Now, the
guests and your Master completely ignore you. They
drink their drinks slowly and engage in small talk.
You are regaining some self-control now over your
whimpering and yet your pussy is dripping with your
juices from the excitement of the activities.
Having finished their drinks their attentions now
turn back to you. You are frightened for you do not
know what is happen next, and yet that fear adds to
your excitement. One of the women reaches over the
back of the chair and begins to circle her long nailed
fingers around your nipples, they become firm and
extended almost immediately. A blindfold is pressed
over your eyes now and the sensation of not being able
to see what happens next is escalating the pleasure
being given your nipples. Fingers probe your pussy
now, finding your clit and begin to laboriously stroke
the firm, erect tip of it. You can feel your pleasure
being increased more and more, pulling you to a higher
level than you have experienced yet. Just as you are
about to cum the hands are withdrawn from your
disheartened body and you are left searing with desire.
You wiggle as much as possible, almost involuntarily,
trying to find satisfaction, but it is not to be found.
You settle down slightly and listen carefully now, but
hear nothing. You do not know if you are alone or if
the guests and Your Master are still there with you,
watching your torture.
Finally after a long period of time, which you
have trouble gauging because of the blindfold and
silence, someone touches your nipples again. You
twitch at the touch. It is soft and gentle on your
still firm nipples. Another finger finds your clit
again and begins to rub it back and forth and up and
down. Something presses, from beneath the chair, to
your flooding pussy and is then pushed deep into you.
You pull your hips forward slightly, restrained by the
strap surrounding your chest below your breast line.
It is pushed in and out of your hot pussy, slowly at
first then faster. You are teased again to the height
of orgasm and again, just as relief is about to come,
all the action stops.
You are left alone again, in your total, all
consuming frustration, as a loud moan escapes your
gagged mouth. You are wiggling your hips about now
more rapidly than before in an attempt to quench your
pussy's thirst, but to no avail.
Again and again this is done to you, until your
pussy is all but screaming to be filled and fucked hard
and fast. You are finally released from the bonds and
taken, still blindfolded, to the table and lifted up
and laid down on your back. Your burning ass cheeks
touch the table top and you quiver more, and your
overly excited body responds by breaking out into a
cold chill covering you from head to foot. Your legs
are spread wide and cuffed to the table, as are your
arms. Fingers reach for your overstimulated nipples
and begins to pinch them lightly. You feel someone
pressing in between your legs and a cock is suddenly
thrust into your face by the man straddling your chest
above your breasts. Fingers find the strap at the back
of your head and you hear your Master for the first
time in a long time say softly, "No noise slave, not a
sound. Use your mouth for what it does best." And the
rubber ball is removed completely from your mouth and
quickly replaced with a firm cock. As you begin to
circle your tongue around the shaft of the cock, the
person pinching your nipples increases the pressure of
the pinch and you moan through the cock in your mouth.
Suddenly you feel a tongue licking at your hardened,
over excited clit and it begins to suck and lick then
nibble on the head. You thrust your hips higher now
into the air and soon the cock explodes in your mouth
at the same time you explode with a shuddering orgasm,
stronger than anything you had experienced before.
Your entire body wrenches with the release of the
orgasm and each muscle shudders from its over
stimulated condition.
The cock in your mouth is now replaced by another
cock and you again begin to lick the shaft and head.
Another tongue finds your still harden clit and begins
sucking, licking and nibbling on it. The pressure to
your nipples is back to a soft, gentle caress. As the
cock begins to swell in your mouth and you are reaching
upward with your hips the pinching to your nipples
increases and soon you feel the cock explode deep
within your throat, swallowing quickly you take as much
cum as you can and then explode from the stimulation of
your pussy. Your body shakes even more violently with
this orgasm as you are brought higher and higher to
pleasure.
After another cock in your mouth and another mind
shattering orgasm you are allowed to rest. Finally you
feel the head of a cock at the opening of your over
lubricated pussy and a hot pussy pressed to your lips.
Fingers are stimulating your nipples again, as the cock
begins to slowly move in and out of you. You begin to
lick the hot, wet pussy and find the clit of the woman
straddling you and work it back and forth and around.
Just as you are about ready to cum you thrust your
blindfolded head upward and bite lightly the clit of
the woman. Her pussy explodes in your mouth as you
lick and swallow her juices. Again this is repeated
until all three ladies have been satisfied. You have
had no less than nine orgasms since this began and yet
the cock within you has not released its cum. The
rhythm of it continues inside you then a hand reaches
for your clit and rubs it firmly. The speed of the
cock is now thrusting in and out of you hard and fast.
"What do you want slave?"
"Fuck me Master, fuck me hard and fast, please
Master fuck me hard and fast."
A moan, almost scream finds your throat and you
explode at the same time as the cock spasms within you.
Again and again it spasms, shooting its cum deep within
you, and each time you cum.
Finally the cock is withdrawn. There is silence
in the room again. You can smell the odor of sex, co-
mingled with it is the smell of freshly lit cigarettes.
You lay there exhausted, sore, and yet satisfied.
After a long silence, you hear someone move close
to the table, then feel fingers touching your cheek
softly. "You did well little puss," you hear your
Master say quietly. "I shall see our guests out and
will return to you soon." Then he leans down and
kisses you tenderly on the mouth, pressing his lips
firmly to yours. You can feel a warmth rush through
you again from his touch and voice and you once more
become excited, despite your exhausted state.
You Master leaves the table side, you feel him
move away from you. You can not hear him move around
the room but within a few moments a hand is at your
pussy again and a dildo is inserted. Then an over
stuffed pillow is pressed under you hips and raises
your buttocks off the table as it is slid more toward
the top of your hips. Next a small dildo is inserted
in your anus. You wiggle at the sensation when they
are both turned on at a very low setting.
"I shall be back soon little puss," your Master
says, as he walks away from the table and you hear the
door of the playroom opening and then close.
Silence, except for the hum of the vibrators
inside you, now fills the room. And before your
Master's return you are brought to orgasm again and
again by the ever present hard fake cocks pressed in
your openings.
When your Master returns he removes the vibrators
slowly, and you can hear them being shut off. He
unties your feet, then your hands, then removes the
blindfold from your tear stained face.
He helps you to sit up and then brings a glass of
cool water to your lips and aids you in the drinking.
When you have finished the full glass he helps you off
the table with his firm, muscular arms and then holds
you closely to his nude body. He says nothing, but
merely holds you in his protected grasp for several
minutes.
"Ok little puss, upstairs, fourth bedroom on the
left," he commands and you quickly move through the
door of playroom and up the stairs, then the second
flight and to the bedroom. Your Master is close behind
you.
When you are at the door of the fourth bedroom,
the rush of fatigue covers your body like a wave from
the ocean and you all but fall to your knees. Your
Master reaches down and grasps your arm and helps you
into the room. You quickly survey the room you have
just entered and can see from the luxuries of its
apportionments that it must be your Master's suite.
He leads, all but carrying you, to the bed and
gently lays you down. You immediately spread your legs
wide for him, for you can see his cock is hard and firm
again. He smiles at your response to his need and
mounts you slowly and tenderly. His movements are
tender and caressing as he rocks back and forth within
you slowly withdrawing and then pressing his hard cock
back into you. Your back begins to arch as you feel
his member grow inside you and become rock hard and
with a delicate thrusting you both cum at the same
time. Your Master lays on top of you, his member still
within you, slowly withdrawing on its own as it becomes
totally limp and you both fall asleep in this fashion.
Seductive Master, The - 09
When you wake, your Master is still sleeping, but
now lays next to you. You study his firm, muscular
body. His face shows great strength. His dark brown
hair is messed up a bit but otherwise lays perfectly at
all times. He is ruggedly handsome, not a pretty boy
type. His eyes, the most captivating of any you have
seen, are without doubt the most attractive feature.
Though his nose is a perfect shape and his chin is firm
and distinct. You gaze further down his body to his
uncovered chest and watch him breath, his chest raising
and lowing in a perfect rhythm. You look further down
his body and note his cock is erect and firm. You move
to his cock and begin to slowly encircle it with your
tongue. No words are said, but he gently rubs his hand
over your hair, as if petting a puppy. You continue to
circle his firm organ with your tongue, making the
licks longer and more sensuous than before. As his
cock becomes firmer still, he raises up on one elbow
and smiles sweetly at you. Before you realize what he
is doing, your Master rolls you over on your back and
enters your dripping pussy. He is just as gentle as he
was in bed last night, only his action is faster. He
presses into you with a fast thrust giving you great
pleasure at the friction building between your two body
parts. He builds his rhythm until you are nearing
orgasm then stops and pulls out. Once out, he pulls
your legs up and lays them over his shoulders, one on
either side, then enters you again. With one hand
balancing his body, his other seeks your sore, bruised
buttocks and slides his fingers in between the cheeks.
He withdraws, slowly, pulling his fingers through your
slit back to your filled pussy. He rubs your clit
firmly for a moment, driving you closer and closer to
the edge then pulls his fingers back and slowly slides
them between your ass cheeks again. Slowly they enter
your puckered hole and he slides his finger in and out
of you. He establishes the rhythm of his finger and
then in the same timing slides his hard, firm cock in
and out of you. As you both reach the point of climax,
he thrusts two fingers into your puckered ass full
length. You scream with the pleasure of this
experience and a second orgasm whirls through your
body.
He lays there on top of you for a few moments and
then withdraws. He leans forward and kisses your cheek
softly then moves his mouth to yours and kisses you
deeply.
"Little puss, you have done very well in the last
few days. Today will not be so harsh for you. I hope,
for your benefit you have been learning the rules and
will be prepared to recite them in the next few days.
But to recite them is not the main concern here, but to
know what each means and the passion behind them."
Finally you feel the need to speak. You are
so filled with desire and passion for this man.
"Master, my I speak?", you ask sheepishly.
"Yes little puss, you may," he says tenderly.
"Master, it is only my desire to please you and stay
with you forever. I have never felt so filled within
every part of being. My needs, both physically and
psychologically have been fueled and stimulated more in
these last few days than ever before in life. I would
never do anything, Master, to cause this pleasure to
stop. I will always be here to please and satisfy you,
if you so desire."
Your Master leans down, smiles slightly, then
kisses you gently on the lips. He holds you quietly in
his arms for a very long time, saying nothing.
"Ok, little puss, go clean yourself. You may
touch your body. Your day will be spent with your
Mistress, as I have the need to work. Now off you go,
and I shall join you soon."
You rise and go into the bath and begin preparing
for another day. When your Master joins you he takes
the cloth from your hands, as the two of you stand in
the shower and he washes you thoroughly. You want to
stay with him there, forever, and truly do not want to
spend the day with your Mistress. The punishments she
could inflict did not bother you, it was the
sensuousness you desired, that only your Master had
given. You would take, you think to yourself, fifty
punishment segments as last nights to have the day with
him. But it was not to be.
Your Master finishes dressing, you stand in the
center of the room in position watching him dress.
Finally a knock comes to the door and your Master opens
it. It is your Mistress, she says nothing but stands
looking, first at your Master then at you. You Master
steps aside and permits her entrance.
"Come along slave, we have much to do this
morning," she commands you. You immediately follow her
out the door, without another word or look from your
Master. You are slightly disheartened by this, but you
seem to understand your station and maintain it.
Your Mistress ushers you to the examination room.
You know what is to come. The dreaded enema and beyond
that you are not certain.
"On the table slave." You Mistress orders. "In
position."
You immediately move to the table and gently climb
on to it. Your body is sore from the previous days'
activities. Your buttocks are still pink and in some
places bruised. Your nipples are firm and sore from
the nipple clips. You notice even your jaw is sore
from the tongue action you have had in the last few
days. More than you had ever had in the past. You
gingerly lay down on the examination table, place your
feet in the stirrups and wait. Your Mistress moves to
the counter and retrieves a bottle of baby oil. She
does not restrain you but instead moves to your aching
body and begins a gentle, sensuous oil massage. The
baby oil had been heated to make it warm and the
feeling makes you relax even more. Your thoughts drift
back over the last few days and find yourself becoming
excited even now.
"On your stomach slave," your Mistress orders.
You roll over, carefully with legs pressed together in
between the stirrups.
Your Mistress begins applying the warm oil to your
back now and you feel your body relax even more.
Finally when she has finished massaging every
portion of your body she orders you back over on your
back and begins the enema. When this is completed and
you have finished in the bathroom she tells you to get
back on the table again. You obey, placing your feet
in the stirrups quickly without having to be told.
Your Mistress then retrieves two rings from the counter
and moves to your side. These rings are about inch
wide and are made of a leather with a felt lining. She
secures each ring around the base of your breasts then
goes back to the counter and gets two clamps. These
clamps are not what you are used to, they are circular
clamps and have pieces within the clamp that enclose
the nipple. As the screw is tightened the clamps
inside tighten evenly around the nipples. Your
Mistress gently plays with each nipple then attaches
the clamps to each and tightens until you moan with the
pleasure of the pressure.
Your Mistress now moves back to the counterand
gets a wide leather belt and comes back and orders you
to lift your middle up a bit and she slides the belt
underneath your back and then closes it around the
front on your stomach. A leather strap hangs down from
the center of the belt and your Mistress lays this up
between your breasts, out of the way. She then goes
back to the counter and gets a small but thick dildo.
She moves back to your spread pussy and begins to
slowly finger your clit. Your hips begin to move
upward in response to her fingers. When she feels you
are wet enough she slides the dildo into your open
pussy. This dildo is about three inches long but is
about four inches thick. It spreads your pussy open
wide but does not enter enough of you to give you any
satisfaction. The strap laying between your breasts is
now pulled down and placed over the end of the dildo to
hold it in place. The two ends of the strap wrap
around your legs at the very top of your thighs rather
than being presses through your legs and into your ass
crack.
You are quite excited by all of this now and can
feel your pleasures increasing, but when you move your
hips you find you can not receive pleasure from the
short dildo pressed into your hot, burning pussy.
Your Mistress now puts more oil on her fingers and
presses them deep into your opened ass pucker and
gently moves her fingers in and out of you until you
are completely lubricated. You know what purpose this
serves and know you shall be sitting on you chair of
honor soon. But some how today you do not mind this
for now you want your Master deep within you whether it
be from the rear or the pussy, you don't care anymore.
"Up slave," your Mistress orders. "Downstairs for
breakfast and on your throne. Your little ass hole
will be expanded more today by a large dildo."
You get up and move downstairs as ordered. You
soon discover you are in a constant state of arousal
and yet there is no means for you to satisfy these
desires unless you touch yourself. Your nipples are
firm, but not harshly pinched in a constant pressure
and your pussy is getting some friction from the dildo
in it but not enough to cause an orgasm. You know what
will happen if you touch yourself but the desire it
almost overwhelming. Some how you manage to get to the
throne chair and take your place without assistance.
The dildo used today is much larger than yesterday's
and upon initial entry there is some minor pain, but
not enough to make you stop.
You sit the next two and one half hours on your
throne, the building desire of wanting to climax almost
causes you to jerk and shudder uncontrollably now. You
would love to find anything that would make you cum,
save your hands. Just as you are tempted to reach down
and touch yourself your Mistress returns to the room.
"Up slave. To the playroom, now." You pull
yourself off the throne and slowly walk down to the
playroom. Once inside your Mistress takes your hands
and ties them together in front of you. She then takes
a hook and places it into the cuffs holding your hands
and suddenly you are pulled upward from the floor, so
you are now on tip toe. Once this is done, your
Mistress takes a spreader bar and places it between
your legs, first one at your ankles then one at your
knees, holding you open wide. She removes the clamps
from your nipples and then the rings from around your
breasts and begins to slowly rub them to bring all the
circulation back into both nipples and breasts.
Finally she unsnaps the leather straps around your
upper thigh and slowly withdraws the dildo from your
hot, dripping pussy, unhooks the belt around your waist
and lays it down. She then goes to the shelving of
toys and comes back with a ball gag. Without being
told, you open your mouth to accept the gag, and your
Mistress presses it in carefully. Her manner today is
almost tenderness with you and you are somewhat
surprised at this. Next she goes back to the shelf and
comes back with a blindfold in hand, secures it around
your eyes. You are now hanging blindfolded, muted,
spread wide open and totally accessible.
You note your hearing is almost acute now, as is
the feelings your body is experiencing. You are so
excited now you want to cum and can feel the thunder of
an orgasm course through your body. You hear the door
to playroom open, you don't know if your Mistress is
leaving or someone else is coming in, but you are even
more excited now. Suddenly you feel a gentle caress on
your nipples, softly they are fingered at the very tip,
then pinched lightly, then released, then pinched
again. You try to move your hips back and forth but
find you can not. The spreader bars have been secured
to floor at the side of you now holding all movement to
a minimum. While the fingers tease your firm, erect
nipples, more fingers touch your still sore ass and
probe the your anus. Still more fingers begin to probe
your pussy and rub your clit quickly, teasing the your
pussy lips then back to your firm clit. As you begin
to feel the sensation of the orgasm move through your
body all the hands are pulled from you. You are left
hanging there waiting, wanting more, you moan several
times as to prompt further action and yet none comes.
You are frustrated and your body is perspiring now.
You are left in this condition until it begins to
subside some then something is placed over your head
and down around your ears. You listen intently now
trying to hear any noise, but hear nothing.
With a suddenness your Master's voice is piped
into your ears. You now release what has been placed
over your head is a set of headphones and your Master's
voice is being sent through them. You are captivated
by his voice as he speak to you via the headphones. He
continues to talk to you about sexual pleasure, the
fine line between pain and pleasure. He tells you of
the desires he has for you and what he would like to do
to you to cause you all the pain and pleasure you
desire and need. As his voice goes on about the
details of his intents for you the hands come back to
your body once again. Slowly, deliberately your
nipples are pinched, then licked, then sucked; then
pinched again and the process begins again. Your
buttocks are slapped lightly with an open hand and
fingers enter your anus. Your pussy is entered by
three fingers now and your clit is teased as the
fingers begin a slow finger fuck. You are being
stimulated from every part of your body and the
sensation is magnified by your blindfold and your
Master's voice. Suddenly your body jerks with the
orgasm, again and again, as wave after wave floods your
body. The action does not stop but instead increases
in speed and another wave of orgasms progresses through
your body until you are exhausted from the overpowering
pleasure of them. The headphones are removed from your
head now and you hang there, perspiring, exhausted and
totally satisfied.
You hear the playroom door open again, then your
blindfold is removed. Slowly your Mistress releases
you from your bonds, then helps you to the table. You
lay down, legs spread wide, hands behind your head.
Your Mistress says nothing, but moves across the room
and sits, sleep overtakes your exhausted body.
Seductive Master, The - 10
"Well slave, have you finished your review of the
past few days?" Your Master's voice interrupts your
thoughts now.
"Yes Master," you respond timidly.
"Very good," he says to you as he circles your
standing position body. "Then the question comes to
mind slave, how many orgasms have you had in the these
three days?"
My gosh, you think to yourself, how many indeed.
You had no idea how many. You wondered if he knew how
many you had experienced. How could he, you thought,
he wasn't even there when some of them occurred.
Finally, after a long silence you spoke up, "Master, I
believe I have had no less than one hundred and fifty
in the last three days."
Your Master did not respond to this, but merely
began circling your body again. He walked around you
looking you up and down slowly. You were becoming
quite nervous by this action and felt certain you had
not responded correctly. "Very good little puss," he
finally said, "there is truly no way for you recall all
you have had. Now," he continued, standing in front of
you with his hands behind his back and his body weight
pressing on his heels, lifting his toes up slightly off
the carpeting, "have you learned the rules?"
"Yes Master, I have." you respond somewhat
proudly. Perhaps a little too proudly.
"Well, so you feel you know them, then recite them
to me and tell me the meaning of each. I shall keep
track of what you say and you will receive five spanks
for every one you say incorrectly. Is this clear?"
"Yes Master," you sheepishly respond. You begin
reciting the rules and telling your Master what each
means to you. After you have gotten through only the
first three he stops you.
"Well little puss, it seems you have not learned
them yet, nor have you learned their true meaning. We
shall take action now to correct your failure and
insure it does not happen again. Assume the kneeling
position, then place your head down on your hands and
bring your ass up into the air."
You quickly obey, without question. You have come
to learn your Master knows what is best for you. You
only wished he would spank you with his opened hand,
the pleasure of his flesh to yours was so much great
than his spanking your with a paddle or some other
instrument. You braced yourself for his first move.
It came quickly and firmly, a sudden sharp slap to your
sit spot with a riding crop. Again and again the crop
came down across your bare ass. Finally your Master
stops and asks, "How many is that slave?"
'How many? How many?', you think to yourself.
'How the heck would I know how many, you didn't say to
count.' "I do not know Master, I did not count."
"You did not count? Is that not one of the rules
slave?"
A sudden panic flashes through your thoughts, of
course it is one of the rules. How stupid of you.
"Yes Master," you remorsefully answer.
"Then we shall begin again slave, until you have
learned to count." Your Masters hand rises and the
crop falls again on your buttocks firmly and harshly.
You count as the slaps come crashing onto your bare-
bottom. Your count now reaches thirty and you are
crying as would a small child, your ass is burning from
the heat the crop has placed on it. Your Master
finally drops the crop to the floor, and without asking
you the count, he kneels behind you. Slowly he presses
his fingers into your cunt and moves them back and
forth into your wet, dripping hole. Then he slowly
slides his harden prick into your pussy from the rear
and begins to pump in and out of you. He pulls out
completely now and you can feel the head of his firm,
hard cock pressing to the opening of your ass. With a
suddenness he presses forward, his hips slapping
against your burning buttocks he drives himself into
your anus. At first there is a slight pain but not
unbearable. He begins to move in and out of your anus
and each time he thrusts back into you his hips slap
your ass and his balls slap against your pussy. His
fingers find your left nipple and begin to pinch it
ever so lightly, then firmer and firmer until the
pinching becomes hard. His other hand finds your clit
and he rubs it feverishly, almost causing pain to the
head of it. You can feel his hard cock swelling deep
within your bowel now, and know it will not be long
before he explodes within you. His thrusts become more
frantic and forceful, so forceful he is almost pushing
you off balance. You can feel the sensation of the
orgasm building within you and like branches of a tree
the warmth floods outward from your inner most pleasure
center. You moan with the fulfillment covering your
body, your Master's cream flooding your bowel now and
you explode with orgasm at the same time. Your bodies
wrench again and again against each other as you both
experience the pleasure of your first anal sex. You
are forced down to the floor, flat now by your Master's
weight when he lays completely on top of your back.
You both lay this way for a good five minutes.
Finally your Master rises and as he does he
quickly slaps your ass lightly and orders you up. You
stand and take standing position pose. Your Master
circles your body again, slowly then moves back to his
desk and pushes a buzzer. Suddenly through the door
comes your Mistress.
"Take her. Insure she learns the rules and punish
her harshly for not having done so." Your Master
orders.
Without further word you are pulled by the arm out
of the room by your Mistress. She leads you down the
stairs to the playroom. Once inside she forces a ball
gag into your mouth then orders you to the strange
device in the corner. This device you saw the first
night you were here. It has a small, for lack of
better description, table and beneath this table is a
place to kneel. You are laid out over the table and
told to kneel on the well padded board beneath the
table. You take this position, thus causing your
buttocks to extend high into the air. You can feel the
fear well up in you and tears begin to roll down your
cheeks. You don't know if you are crying because of
what is to happen or because your Master took you then
washed you aside as if he had no pleasure in the
taking.
Your Mistress hooks leather straps about your
wrists and legs, tightens them snugly. Your legs are
spread wide on the kneeling board and your pussy and
ass cheeks are open. Another strap is placed over your
back and secures you firmly to the table. The board
standing next to the table and kneeling board is now
swung on a pivot behind you. Your Mistress position it
and adjusts it, ensuring it is lines up perfectly with
your exposed ass. Once this is completed she moves to
the controls on the side of it and adjusts them.
"This is a spanking machine. It will administer a
spanking at whatever strength it is set. Each spank
will be the same. It will also administer as many
spanks as it is set to administer. I have set it, on a
scale of one to ten, at six and shall adjust it higher
if this does not bring the desired results. It will
administer forty spanks at that same rate. For
disobedience, failure to learn the rules and general
cunt behavior this will be your punishment."
Punishment, you think, how awful. This is so
dehumanizing. Not even to receive the punishment from
your Mistress but rather from a machine. You begin to
weep harder now, and you have not had a single spank
yet. You feel totally humiliated now and realize you
are truly going to be punished, with no thought of
pleasure. The feeling overwhelms you now, as you
perceive your current position to be that of a
misbehaved child in an attempt to teach you a lesson.
Suddenly the paddle hits your bottom, firm, but not
terribly hard. The next slap is the same, just as
promised and the one to follow is equally the same. It
is giving the desired result, for by the seventeenth
slap of the paddle you are crying almost unmanageably.
The tears easily flow down your cheeks now. You do not
know if it is the pain or the absolute impersonal way
in which it is being inflicted that caused the
uncontrolled flow of tears. What you do know is you
never intend doing anything which causes your Master to
punish you in this manner again.
Onward drones the paddle, never increasing in
speed or intensity, never relaxing and decreasing the
force of the blows, until all forty spanks have been
given to your hot, fired bottom. Finally it stops.
You are still in tears and feel no excitement from this
punishment.
Your Mistress takes the straps from your legs,
back and wrists then helps you up from your kneeling
position. The ball gag is slowly removed and your
tears and racking pain find sounds to them now. You
cry forcefully for a short time until your cries become
just a whimper. Your Mistress has said nothing during
this time, but stands by you and watches.
"Now slave, upstairs to the main foyer. You shall
stand in the corner there, be on display for all that
enter the house. You will stand with your nose firmly
against the corner wall so anyone who enters may see
you were properly punished for your deplorable conduct
by your reddened bare-bottom. Now move, upstairs.
After a sufficient period of time the remaining portion
of your punishment will be administered."
You begin to walk slowly, having some difficulty
walking from the pain in your ass, out of the playroom
to the stairs. Once you get to the main foyer you go
to the corner opposite the front door and take the
position your Mistress has ordered. You are still
crying, though quietly. As you stand there, face
toward the corner, you hear people coming and going
from the house. You can feel their stares on your
backside and your humiliation grows, and you begin
crying again. Two hours later your Mistress taps you
on the shoulder and orders you upstairs to the
examination room. You obey without a word.
Once in the examination room your Mistress orders
you onto the table, face down instead of face up. You
are certain you shall suffer another harsh punishment
to your already burning ass, but you timidly do as you
are told. Once in position, much to your surprise,
your Mistress begins to squeeze a tube of oil on your
burning buttocks. She slowly, lightly strokes the
burning area with the oil and you begin to feel some
relief from the pain.
Ever so gently she rubs you. Moving her fingers
in a soothing, tender manner over your asscheeks and
then down your legs and back up to your back ending at
your shoulders. When your entire body is saturated
with oil on the backside, your Mistress takes warm
towels and lays them over your body, from your
shoulders down to your ankles. The warmth of the
towels and the oil soaking into your skin lulls you
into a twilight sleep stage. In the distance of your
mind, you hear the door open and close, then silence
covers the room with only your breathing to be heard.
You are awaken by a firm hand resting on your
back. Slowly the towels are removed. You do not turn
your head, for you know it does not matter who is
touching you, for whatever your Master has ordered is
what shall be. The hand finishes removing the towels
and slowly the fingers begin to massage your back. The
fingers are not those of your Mistress, you know this,
for you have become very accustom to her's and can tell
them when she touches you. Slowly the fingers caress
your skin from your shoulders down to your ankle and
then back up. You can feel the warmth increasing in
your pussy now with the tenderness of this caress.
Suddenly you feel lips pressed to your back, near the
shoulder blades, and can feel the gentle, light kisses.
You are certain it is your Master. Finally he bends
down and kisses your face softly and whispers, "Turn
over little puss, put your feet in the stirrups."
Without a word of protest you roll over and you
find your ass cheeks are not burning any longer. You
slide gently down to the stirrups and place your feet
into them. You watch as your Master retrieves the
enema tube from the counter and spreads K-Y jelly over
the end. He slowly inserts it into your anus then
begins filling your bowel with warm water. Gently the
water fills you, first one bag, then another and
finally a third. You can feel the discomfort of the
water pressing into you and your stomach seems to be
puffed out from it. Your Master inserts a small butt
plug then assists you from the table and takes you to
the bathroom. As he helps you to sit, he pulls you
close to him and kisses your mouth with a long, tender
kiss. Your discomfort seems to disappear now with his
arms press gently around you.
When you are finished, your Master leads you out
of the examination room and down the hall to a room you
have yet to see. As he leads you in, you see a
jacuzzi, workout equipment, and a small pool. He leads
you, without a word to the jacuzzi and helps you into
it. "Sit little puss," he says quietly and softly.
You sit. Your Master sits next to you and slowly he
bends his head to your breasts and kisses your breasts
tenderly. Lingering on your nipple with his lips, then
moving to the other breast and doing the same. Your
nipples are hard and erect and your can feel the surge
of yearning throb through you body. His lips open,
taking one nipple into his mouth, he begins to suck and
lick the tip. As he works on your right nipple he
moves his right hand down into the water and presses
his fingers into your slit. Slowly his fingers spread
your pussy lips open and he slides them easily into
you, then pulls out, finds your clit and begins to
warmly, tenderly rub it. He moves his head to your
left breast and begins the same action, sucking and
licking your nipple. Carefully, with his fingers still
press your clit, his lifts you upward until you are
seated on the side of jacuzzi with only your legs still
in the water. He moves his head to your oozing pussy
and begins to slowly tongue your inner lips, his finger
never leaving your clit. You arch your back to meet
his mouth and moan with the pleasure that spreads
through your body. Gingerly he injects his tongue into
your now dripping pussy hole. Methodically he moves
his tongue in and out of you, then slides his tongue
down your inner thigh then back up the inner thigh of
the other leg. Then, lifting you slightly, his tongue
finds your puckered ass hole and presses into you
gently, flicking at your insides. His tongue moves
back to your pussy, you are arching your hips upward
more now, for his fingers still rub your clit, and you
are nearing orgasm. He thrusts his tongue into your
gushing pussy now and his fingers move frantically over
your clit, a moan is released from your inner depths as
you explode with your juices flowing into your Master's
mouth. He licks quickly and continues to massage your
swollen clit. Finally he rises and pulls himself in
position over you and thrusts his rock hard cock into
your dripping pussy. His hands reach up to find your
breasts and he cups each then moves to your nipples and
pinches both of them quite hard, you arch upward from
the pleasure of this pressure to your tits. He is
thrusting in and out of your hot pussy, faster and
harder now. One hand stays on your breasts,
alternating between the two, the other hand slides
under your buttocks and presses in between your
asscheeks, finds your anus and presses deeply into it.
His finger in your ass meets the rhythm of his hard
cock in your pussy, and you explode again with another
deep recessed orgasm. Your Master still has not cum.
Gently he pulls his finger from your anus, then he
pulls his rock hard cock from your dripping pussy. He
guides you over until you are face down, you pull your
knees upward, so your ass is sticking high in the air
and your asscheeks are open to him. He slowly pushes
his cock into your anus and he begins thrusting in and
out of you. His right hand seeks out your clit again
and begins rubbing it hard and fast. His left hand
finds your love canal and he presses three fingers into
you deeply. He establishes the rhythm of all three
now, his fingers on your clit, with his fingers in your
pussy, and his firm cock in your anus. He begins to
thrust harder and harder, faster and faster. You
scream when you release your juices and feel his hard
cock spasm inside you and squirt his cum into your ass.
Before he has finished coming he withdraws and slams
his still firm cock into your pussy, replacing his
fingers, and rubs your clit harder and faster. Another
wave of orgasm rushes through your now sweating body,
as you moan with the pleasure of his cock squirting
into your hot, dripping pussy. Finally, after three or
four spasms of his dicks spraying your insides with the
warmth of his cream, he withdraws. He lays down on his
back behind you. You immediately move to him and begin
to clean his limp member. Licking it up and down its
shaft, down to his spent balls and back up to the head.
He moans when you begin and shifts his hips upward
slightly to press his cock deeper into your mouth. You
accept it openly and suck and lick the shaft. You
continue this action for some time, no words are said,
only the sounds of your licking and the jacuzzi can be
heard. His cock begins to get firm again. He has now
sat up on one elbow, watching you work your mouth on
him.
His cock hard and firm again, he pulls you by the
hair gently up and off of him, then pulls you to his
face. Your eyes meet his and you become lost in the
depth of his eyes and feel as though you are pulled
into him. Into his inner most being, his soul. This
is what you have wanted all along. To be his,
completely, enjoined with him. To do all and anything
for him. To see his face and feel wet and hot and
ready to cum just by his look. He holds you before his
face now, staring deep into your eyes, seeing, you
know, your inner most desires, dreams and fantasies.
He has been making them all come true. The craving for
him is now so great you can no longer contain yourself
and throw yourself to his lips, pressing yours firmly
to his. He parts his lips and slowly pushes his tongue
into your mouth. He pulls you slowly up to cover his
body and as he does you ease your pussy over his now
hard cock. Slowly he thrusts his hips upward, driving
his penis deeper into you, all the time probing your
mouth with his tongue. His arms reach behind you and
carefully he slaps your ass, as he thrusts into you
again. You move, with your knees pressed on either
side of his body pulling yourself up then pressing
down. His hands slap at your ass firmer now with no
rest between slaps. As if warm oil were poured over
your body from the top of your head down to your feet
the same warmth rushes to your pussy and you explode
with an orgasm as he releases his cum into your hot
pussy.
You lay, with his member still pressed inside you,
onto his chest, his fingers gently teasing your nipples
between your pressed bodies. His hands move to your
back and he gently, tenderly strokes up and down your
back, then wraps his arms around you and holds you into
him firmly.
A long silence follows. Your Master finally
speaks softly, almost in a whisper, "Little puss, you
have made me very happy." He then pulls you tighter to
his firm, muscular body.
You lay your head firmly into his chest and
realize for the first time what the passion is behind
the rules of your Master. You have felt it, but until
now, could not put it into words. If he were to ask
you now, you could tell him. You would tell him that
the passion is to serve him, and always be ready for
him to enter you. You would tell him, in return he
fulfills your deepest fantasies, desires, those things
you have housed in your inner most recesses, telling no
one of them. Yet somehow he knew, he knew what you
wanted, needed and burned within to have. So far he
had given you all you desired and more. To be totally
and completely his and submissive to him. To be owned.
Seductive Master, The - 11
The next few days of your training are spent with
your Master exclusively. You are fitted for a sterling
silver collar bearing his name and are to wear it at
all times. Though it is not his custom to have his
slaves live with him, he has chosen to change this
custom with you and you alone. You have reaped highest
honors from him in this regard. It is assumed you have
brought him much pleasure or you would have been
trained, released to live in your old apartment and
visited your Master upon request. You are now truly
owned by him. All that you do is either approved by
him, caused by him or monitored by him.
The morning comes and you are released from your
bounds. Yes, your Master binds you at night, so he
might have his pleasure with you. There are times when
this does not occur but not frequently. Your first
duty is to clean yourself, asking permission always to
touch the body your Master now owns. You are to clean
yourself inside and out each morning prior to
breakfast. This morning, rather than join your
Mistress you are instructed by your Master to clean
then meet him in the library after you have eaten
breakfast. You are to wear nothing, save the silver
collar.
You reach the library door and knock, as you have
been instructed to do.
"Come in slave," your Master responds.
You enter, head down, move to the side of his desk
and wait instructions.
"Kneeling position, legs spread wide slave. You
shall sit there while I go through my day." Are the
orders given by your Master.
You kneel, spread your legs as wide as possible,
place your hands behind your back, causing your breasts
to protrude further. Your Master takes no notice of
you, and returns to his work on his desk.
As you kneel beside your Master you come to know
this man you have so easily learned to call Master. He
is a keen business investor. He does not work at an
office, but runs all of his business from his home. He
is as dominating and in control in business as with
you, his slave. His strength is admired, not just by
you, but by all who come in contact with him. He is
decisive and knows what he wants.
He has many slaves, both business and otherwise.
But none had gained the honor of living in his home
before. They come when he calls, otherwise he
maintains them in a life style of graceful living and
they do as they please when not required to meet his
demands. You do not have this choice, nor shall you
ever have it. You are his and his alone, to have at
all times, whenever the desire comes to him. He has
made it clear to you, he shall bind you whenever he
desires, he shall punish you whenever he feels the
need to do so and shall have you in whatever fashion he
wishes. You are his and his alone. He will give you
to others whether you agree or not and if you disagree
he shall punish you for such disagreement. All that
you are now is what he is and wants you to be. Your
spirit is not broken, only taken and turned around to
serve your Master. Your desire is to always be open to
him, ready for him, in any way he wishes.
As he works, he stops on occasion and rubs your
breasts, gently, tenderly he plays with the nipples.
Then finally pinches each hard, causing a moan to
escape your lips. Your pussy is dripping and ready for
him. But much to your despair he returns to his work.
As the morning grinds on, your knees hurt from
kneeling all this time, but your Master has not said
for you to rise. You are displayed to all that enter
the library, those doing business with your Master, as
well as the servants caring for your Master's needs.
This morning a total of four people have visited
your Master. Three men and one woman. Each man
requested the right to touch you, your Master grants
this. The first man to visit reaches for your nipples
and plays with them gently, then moves his hands down
your stomach area and finally presses his fingers into
your shaved pussy lips. Slowly he moves his fingers in
and out of you, you moan with the pleasure he is
creating, and as you do your Master demands him to
stop. The second man makes the same request and is
granted access to your body. He pinches, and pulls at
your nipples, causing more pleasure to you, then moves
his fingers down to your stiffen clit and rubs it back
and forth. Your hips begin to move back and forth to
meet his fingers, a moan comes upward from your hot,
dripping pussy and your Master again orders the man to
stop. The third man to visit your Master makes the
same request and once again your Master grants him
access to you. He rubs and pulls at your nipples, then
pinches both very hard, you moan and gasp at the
pleasure of this pain. His fingers travel down your
sides and rather than entering your dripping pussy, he
slides his hands behind you and presses two fingers
into you anus. He slides his other hand back to your
pussy and thrusts two fingers deep into you. He begins
working his fingers in an out of your pussy and anus,
you all but fall to the side with the pleasure, as you
feel an orgasm reaching. Then with a suddenness your
Master stops the man and you are left wanting, burning
with desire to be filled. The woman pays little, or no
attention to you. She merely comments on how lovely a
slave you are and continues with her business with your
Master.
Your desires are kept on the edge by your Master
throughout the morning. For when no visitor is present
to touch you, he does so. He presses his fingers into
your dripping pussy and thrusts them in and out of you
while his thumb rubs your clit. Bringing you to the
edge of orgasm then he pulls away, leaving you craving
for fulfillment. At one point you even beg him to
enter you and the only response given is a look of
total dissatisfaction for such a request.
"Time slave, you may rise now," your Master
states, as he reaches down to help you stand. "You may
use the bathroom then down to the playroom." He
continues as he walks out the door of the library.
You hurry to the bathroom then quickly move down
the stairs to the playroom. You have no idea what is
come now, but hope it shall end with him entering you
and satisfying your need. You go to the center of the
room and assume the standing position while waiting for
your Master. When he does enter he has changed from
his dress suit to a robe.
"Kneel slave," he orders. You do so immediately.
"Slave you begged to be satisfied this morning. You
are not to beg, ever. You know your Master knows what
is best for you at all times, or at least you are
suppose to know this. Since you showed this morning
that this lesson has not been learned well we shall
correct that now. Before we begin however, you will
tell me the rules of my house. Any errors shall meet
with punishment in addition to what is already decided.
Now begin slave."
Sheepishly you begin to recite the rules, only
this time the passion and admiration and love you feel
for your Master is behind the rules. He does not stop
you in your recital. Finally, after ten minutes of
talking you have stated the final rule, you fall silent
and drop your head again.
"There were only two errors slave. You mixed up
two of the rules, putting one before the other when in
fact they are reversed. This will bring punishment
slave, but not as severe as it might have been. Now
stand, place your hands in front of you and prepare for
discipline."
You place your hands in front of you and your
Master places leather cuffs around your wrists. Once
snapping them together by the hook and eye, he pulls
your arms upward, over your head, attaches a chain from
the ceiling to your wrist cuffs then with a pulley
pulls you upward so you are now standing on tip toe.
Your Master now places a spreader bar between your
legs at the ankles, secures it tightly with leather
cuffs then spreads it as wide as your legs will permit.
He retrieves a soft rubber ball gag from the shelves of
discipline items and you open your mouth wide to
receive it. He then takes a blindfold and places it
over your eyes. You are now filled with anticipation
of what is to happen next. You are thrilled and afraid
all at the same time. Your pussy is dripping even more
now and you can feel the moisture of your juices
running down the inside of your leg. You can hear your
Master moving about the room but do not know what he is
about to do to you, if anything. This causes you to
have an involuntary cold chill run through you. A
chill from excitement as well as fear. Apprehension is
now your companion along with the desire to be
fulfilled.
Suddenly a stinging slap of leather strikes your
left breast, hitting the tip of the nipple. You snap
back at the immediate shock of pain rushing through
your body, as much as is possible considering your
restrained position. Again the leather strikes out and
lands harshly on your left breast, then before you can
recover from this another lashing hits your right
breast. After six more lashes strike firmly on your
nipples it becomes silent, except for your whimpering
through the ball gag pressed into your mouth. You are
perspiring now, and your juices are running down your
leg more than ever. You can feel the need burning deep
within you to be taken, but that is not what is to
happen, at least not yet. You are left restrained for
sometime before anything else happens.
After about five minutes, you feel the moisture of
a tongue to your left nipple. Slowly it teases the
flesh, then the mouth covers the breast and sucks at
you, next the teeth find the tip end and gently,
tenderly nip at the tip. Your Master moves from one
breast to the other, you are twisting and trying to
rotate your hips to find satisfaction, as you begin all
the action of your hips, Master stops and you are left,
hanging, still not satisfied.
Your frustration building, you are left in agony
for another five to ten minutes. Time is impossible to
judge for you now. Finally you hear something being
rolled across the floor and placed near you. The next
sensation you feel is a sudden stream of air forcefully
hitting your clit. Your Master has taken a air hose,
the type they use in the dentist office, and is
applying it to your clit. The first reaction is a
shiver and chill to run through you, but after applying
the rush of air to your clit several times you are
nearly ready to jump out of your skin for the desire of
an orgasm. As your body wrenches and yanks against its
restraints the air blowing on your clit is taken away.
You are again left hanging, waiting to achieve the
orgasm you so desperately need.
Another few minutes pass. Your mind is racing
with thoughts of what your Master will do next. You
know what you wish he would do, you wish he would enter
you and fuck you hard and fast. But you know, deep
down this will not happen, not until he is fully
satisfied you have learned your lessons. Suddenly a
sharp sting hits your bare ass. Before you recoil from
the blow another strikes you, harder than the first.
Then another and another. Your Master continues
bringing the wooden paddle down firmly on your bared
buttocks. Your bottom turns from creamy white to hot
pink quickly from the forcefulness of the blows. You
realize this spanking is not a spanking for arousal but
a paddling for punishment as the paddle cracks again
against your ass. When your bared ass turns to a rich
red color your Master stops. Before you realize he has
stopped you feel a large dildo pushed forcefully into
your open pussy and the vibration of it begins. Your
body spasms with orgasm almost immediately, then again
and again you come. You are left hanging with this
huge dildo pushed into you, vibrating away, for at
least fifteen minutes, bringing you from one orgasm to
another. Your moans of pleasure are co-mingled with
your whimpering tones of exhaustion and pain.
Finally your Master removes the dildo. You are
empty and yet feel no real satisfaction. You all but
pass out, tittering on the borderline of consciousness.
After a long time, you have no idea how long, for time
has lost all meaning now, you feel your Master untying
the blindfold from your eyes. You keep your eyes
closed then blink and start becoming adjusted to the
light once again. Then the soft ball gag is removed
from your mouth. He lowers the chain now and your feet
become firmly planted on the floor. Slowly he pulls
your hands down and releases them. He then takes the
spreader bar and releases it and removes it from your
ankles. He helps you move about the room a little,
getting accustom to walking again and getting
circulation back into your legs and body.
He says nothing, but points to the floor, you
immediately kneel before him, head bowed.
"Slave, who is your Master?"
"You sir, you are my Master."
"Slave, who knows what is best for you?"
"You sir, my Master."
"Slave, have you learned not to make requests of
your Master but to take what he knows is best for you?"
"Yes Master," you answer timidly. You feel like a
small child being chastised by a parent for bad
behavior. Your buttocks touch your heels as you kneel
back on your legs and you can feel the pain that was
inflicted by the paddle. A reminder of your lesson
learned.
Your Master now moves toward you. He reaches down
to your arms, which are placed behind your head and
pulls you upward towards him. He presses you into his
body and holds you tightly with his firm, strong arms
wrapped around you. His robe opens slightly now and
his cock stands erect. He slowly presses himself to
you and pulls you upward until you are impaled upon his
rigid cock, your legs wrap around his waist, clinging
to him tightly. Slowly, with him inside you, he moves
to the table across the room and presses you onto it.
You let out a slight groan as your still reddish, pink
buttocks touch the table top. Without pulling out of
you he is suddenly on the table over you. Slowly he
pumps in and out of your still wet pussy. His fingers
find your breasts and he begins to caress them with
tenderness, you murmur again for you now feel the pain
of the spanking your nipples had received. His fingers
are gentle and he does not pinch you but merely teases
the flesh. You can feel the rush of warmth careen
through your body now. His pumping is still slow and
gentle. You wish he would speed up and thrust into you
hard and fast, but say nothing, having learned your
most painful lesson. His fingers slide down your body,
gently petting your flesh. When he reaches your hips
he slides his fingers behind your back then moves his
hands under your smarting buttocks. His fingers
tenderly kneed your fleshy mounds. Finally a hand
presses in between your asscheeks and moves into your
back passage. As his finger thrusts into you his
movement begins to increase and he is pushing harder
and faster into your pussy. Your hands reach for him
to pull him to your chest and he slowly leans more into
you. Now his action is a forceful thrust as he pounds
his rigid cock in and out of you. Within moments you
feel it swell within you and your pussy involuntarily
tightens around his cock to hold it within you as he
explodes with his creamy fluid spreading inside you.
You flow with your own orgasm when you feel his cock
spasm again within you. His finger pressed in your
anus is pushing in and out of you hard and fast again,
as you feel him cum yet another time within your walls
of pleasure. Wave after wave of orgasms rush through
your body with each pump of his cock. Finally he stops
and withdraws his limp member from you. You are
satisfied for the first time today and wish you could
start all over again. He lays gently beside you and
pulls you onto your side facing him. His arms reach
around you and holds you tightly to his now naked body
and you both drift off to sleep with your lips touching
each others.
You do not know if it is his movement that awakens
you but when you open your eyes he is not on the table
next to you any longer. Suddenly from behind you, you
feel his hands on your shoulder, pressing you over onto
your stomach. You roll over without a verbal command.
He begins rubbing warm oil over your bruised buttocks.
It feels soothing to the painful well spanked
asscheeks.
"Slave, we shall have a party soon, this weekend.
You shall attend with me and I shall expect you to
perform as a good, well trained slave. If you should
embarrass me and perform in any way indicating you are
not well trained, then you shall experience discipline
and training immediately." He continued massaging oil
over your body as he talked.
"Now slave, upstairs clean yourself, you may touch
the body I own, then join your Master for dinner."
Without hesitation you rose and headed upstairs to
clean yourself and prepare for dinner.
Seductive Master, The - 12
The weekend comes and the party is upon you. Your
Master has chosen the clothes you are to wear. He has
picked out a sheer silk dress, pink in color, a wire
push up bra that covers only your lower portion of your
breasts, thus showing your hard nipples through the
sheer material. Your nipples have been erect and hard
since you came here, now is no exception. You are to
wear a pink garter belt and sheer white seamed nylons
with four and one half inch pink heels. The only
jewelry to be worn is the silver collar with your
Master's name on it. You prepare in the normal
fashion, cleaning yourself inside and out, your
Mistress checks on you to insure you do a good and
proper job. Once cleaned your hair is attended to by
other female slaves of your Master's. Once your hair
is completed your Mistress instructs you to douche and
you are given the items to use. A sweet smelling
liquid is used to douche yourself. Your Mistress then
applies a fragrance of perfume to your nipples, around
your shaved pussy lips and finally to your neck. You
dress and join your Master in his bedroom.
He looks very elegant; dressed in a black tuxedo
with black patent leather shoes. When he sees you, his
eyes fix on your body, he slowly walks toward you and
pulls you to him. He gently, tenderly gives you a
longing kiss. Whispering in your ear he tells you how
lovely you look. His hand reaches under your sheer
dress, he presses his fingers onto your shaved pussy
then slowly moves them between the outer lips then
finally inside. You are wet, as you are to be, always
ready for your Master. But just seeing him, it seems
now, makes you wet and ready. Slowly he fingers your
love canal and brings you more and more delight and
desire, then pulls his fingers from you and presses the
wet fingers to your mouth. You open and suck his
fingers, eyes closed, envisioning them to be his rock
hard cock. Finally he withdraws his fingers and tells
you it is time to join the party.
As you walk down the hall to the staircase, your
Master informs you this is not the same type of party
where you were chosen by him. But instead it is a
party of Masters, Mistresses, and their slaves. You
are to be presented to them for display as well as
showing you off in how well you have learned.
"If a Master or Mistress wishes to have pleasure
with you, providing I grant this, it shall happen there
before all if I so desire. Many things may happen
little puss." He says tenderly as he touches your chin
to pull your face up to meet his eyes. "Regardless of
what may happen you are to behave in the manner in
which you have been trained and act as if it were I
doing whatever is done. Do you understand little
puss?"
"Yes Master, I will do all I can to please you
Master," you respond with some self assurance.
"Very good little puss. Once this night is past,
the judge, who will be here at the party, shall perform
our marriage in the morning. Would this be alright
with you little puss?" You Master asked with honest
caring to your response.
"Yes Master, oh yes Master this would make me a
very happy slave," you answer with excitement coursing
through you. The thought of being owned by your Master
and being married to him as well is almost overpowering
to your thoughts.
"My dear, you will not be called slave after that.
You shall gain the title of your name when this takes
place. Though you shall still be my slave, you shall
be treated with some respect as my wife. Now, no
further conversation, we must join the others."
You say nothing and follow your Master down the
stairs to the great room. Your heart is fluttering
with excitement about his announcement as well as the
evenings activities.
Once inside the great room your Master tells you
to circulate and meet the guests. He reminds you that
you are a slave and to be respectful to all, especially
the Masters and Mistresses. You head off without him
meeting others. When you meet the judge, who is to
marry you in the morning, he reaches out and teases
your nipples through your sheer dress. You stand, red
faced as he does this, but do not object in any way.
Each Master and Mistress who comes to meet the new
slave, you, touches you in some way. Whether it be
your pussy or your nipples or your buttocks, you do not
respond unkindly to their touch.
At one point a Master Charles has ordered you to
the playroom. You hurry through the crowd to find your
Master to ask if this meets with his approval. Your
Master becomes almost enraged with the suggestion and
tells the other Master this is totally unacceptable
behavior on his part. You feel protected by your
Master as you stand behind him listening to him talk to
Master Charles.
As the evening progresses your Master walks over
to you, standing behind you, reaches over your
shoulders and teases at your nipples. As he does this
he whispers to you to remove your dress. You hesitate
at his request, when he says it again he reminds you of
the severity a punishment might bring. Slowly,
standing there before nearly fifty people you hardly
know, you begin to remove your dress. A maid, in apron
and a little white maid hat only, takes the dress from
your hands. Your Master plays more earnestly with your
nipples now. Though they are already erect and hard
his touch brings them out further until they extend
nearly a full inch. He whispers in your ear, "Take off
the bra slave." You reach behind you and quickly undo
the bra. By now everyone in the room is watching you.
Your Master guides you to the center of the room to
guarantee all in the room can see you. He plays with
your rock hard nipples a little long then slides his
hand from over your shoulders down your side to your
shaved pussy mound. Slowly his fingers caress the
outer lips and the surrounding area. You are now
leaning back into your Master's chest enjoying his
touch. He does not press his fingers inward, but
merely teases the flesh on the outside lips and
surrounding area. Finally he withdraws his fingers
from your body and announces to all in the room, "My
slave awaits your attentions Masters and Mistresses.
She shall do as instructed and shall obey."
Slowly the Masters and Mistresses begin to come
toward you. Each staring at your lovely, wanting body.
The first to reach you and touch you is a man in his
late forties. He reaches for your erect nipples,
pushing one hand into his pocket pulls out a set of
ragged teeth nipple clips and slowly applies them to
the tips of each nipple. He then continues to play
with your nipples, using the clips to heighten the
sensation you feel.
Someone from behind you orders you to take
standing position, quickly you place your hands behind
your head and spread your legs wide. A hand reaches
from behind you to your nether region and slowly
fingers you from your outer pussy lips back to your
buttocks. You pussy is dripping juices on the hand of
this person as they pull it over your outer lips.
"We shall adjourn to the playroom now Masters and
Mistresses. Your slaves, if well trained, will remain
in their positions here while we are in the playroom."
Your Master announces, then touches your arm and nods
his head in the direction of the playroom. You
immediately head towards the room you have learned to
enjoy and yet caused you much anxiety. But this is
part of your excitement, the anxiety and the
anticipation of what might take place in this room.
Your juices are flowing easily now as you walk down the
stairs to the door. As soon as you enter you take
standing position in the center of the room, waiting
for your next command. Slowly the dozen Masters and
Mistresses enter, leaving their slaves in kneeling
position in the great room. As each does they circle
you then move to the side of the room and stare at your
lovely, ready and waiting body.
Your Master finally enters, coming up behind you
he takes the garter belt from you then slowly he rolls
the nylons down your legs. You raise your foot as he
pulls your heels off one at a time then removes the
nylons completely. You are totally nude now before all
the invited Masters and Mistresses. Your Master orders
you to kneel with legs spread wide. He then goes to
the judge asking a request and the judge announces he
wishes to see you masturbate and bring yourself to the
edge, but not cum. Your Master turns and looks at you
and you immediately move your hands from behind you to
your pussy and slowly begin to play with your pussy.
Your Master watches very closely now and when he
sees you moving your hips forward and your head going
back as you near orgasm he orders you to stop. You do
so without further instruction. Your pussy juices
dripping down the inside of your legs now, you can feel
the burning deep within you, the desire pitted within
your hot canal for your Master's hard member to be
thrust within you.
Your Master picks the next person, a Mistress, who
announces she wishes you to lick and suck her
completely. Your Master looks at you, you have already
started to move toward the woman and quickly kneel
before her. She sits on a chair provided by another
person, pulls her skirt up high, spreads her legs and
you see her opened shaved pussy waiting for your
talents. You push your head between her legs and begin
to tease the flesh of her outer pussy lips. Slowly
you thrust your tongue between the lips and tease at
the inner lips. Ever so slowly you begin to move your
tongue into her canal and then out again. Her hips
begin to move forward slightly to meet your tongue as
you pull it away. You slide your tongue up her slit
until you find her clit and begin to tease the flesh
all the way around the clit then finally lash your
tongue directly over it. Then move your tongue to the
side it of again then back to the head. You continue
this action until she pulls your head deep into her
crotch, then you thrust your tongue in and out of her
pussy quickly, curling your tongue so the end is almost
pointed causing her to jerk and push you deeper into
her. Finally she shakes and your tongue feels the flow
of her juices as she reaches orgasm. You quickly lick
at her clit bringing her to another orgasm, then
another then you suck at her canal until her juices
stop their flow. She releases your head and looks up
at your Master in a very approving manner.
You quickly return to the middle of the room and
take kneeling position again awaiting your next
command. The Mistress's juices still on your
face.
Your Master chooses two people this time. It is
obvious he knows these people well or he could not
have chosen two. One announces he wishes you to take
his member in your mouth and give him the best licking
he has ever had. The second announces he wishes to use
a single strand whip on your ass as you suck the other.
Your Master comes to you and removes the nipple clamps
you have worn for so long, slowly he rubs your nipples
then nods his head in the direction of the man you are
to suck. You quickly move to this man, as you do your
Master retrieves a single strand leather whip from the
playroom wall, hands it to the other man and then your
Master returns to his seat. You quickly unzip the
man's trouser's, reach in and carefully pull his semi
hard member out and begin to tease the head with your
tongue. Slowly your tongue snakes its way down his
shaft, you turn your head slowly and lick at his balls
through the opening of his trousers. Then move your
tongue back up to the head, licking and kissing the
shaft as you go. The man behind you begins to slap at
your buttocks and thighs, occasionally placing the tip
of the whip strand between your legs and touching your
spread open pussy. You respond when the whip slaps at
your sex by jerking forward and taking the head of the
other man's cock fully into your mouth now. It is
difficult for you to concentrate on what you are doing
now, for the single strand whip is causing a great deal
of pain, as the man behind relentlessly slaps it down
on some part of you body. You reason the whip will
stop when the man in your mouth cums so you quickly
begin to tease his firm cock faster and faster. Paying
close attention to the head then teasing down the
shaft. Suddenly the cock springs deeper into your
throat as it becomes erect and hard. The man now
begins to thrust it in and out of your mouth. Each
time he pulls it out to your lips your tongue follows
it to tease the head. Finally he thrusts it deep
within your throat and you feel his cum explode at the
back of your throat. Quickly you swallow, he pulls out
a bit, as he does you suck and lick him some more until
finally he is completely limp within your mouth. He
pulls out, leans back and sits down in his chair again,
the man behind swings the whip one final time hitting
directly on your pussy, a slight scream escapes your
lips when the force of the blow is felt and you fall
forward with your head to the floor.
Your Master comes to you, places his hand on your
back, softly he says, center, kneeling position slave.
You rise moving to the center of the room and kneel as
commanded.
The next person your Master picks is a Mistress.
She wants to have you tied and secured in the center of
the room. She will bring you to the edge of orgasm
then leaving you, then repeat the process. Your Master
turns to you and merely says standing position. You
immediately stand. The Mistress moves toward you,
after taking several leather thongs hanging on the wall
of the playroom, she secures your hands then hooks them
in the rope overhead. She retrieves a spreader bar,
secures it to your ankles and spreads your very wide,
so wide it is painful. You are then pulled upward to
the ceiling. As this Mistress does this, another
Mistress announces to your Master she wishes you in
this position also, but will bring you to orgasm with
the flat of her hand on your buttocks. Your Master
agrees and tells her she may have her turn when the
first Mistress is finished.
Slowly the Mistress, who has prepared you in this
bond fashion, begins to run her long fingers over your
body. She plays teasingly around your nipples, not
touching the nipple itself then moves her fingers
slowly down you stomach to your shaved mound. Her
fingers dart in and out of your flooding pussy then she
drags the wet fingers over your body again. She
continues this for several minutes then kneels before
you and presses her tongue to your sex. She licks and
flicks at your clit, hard and fast she lashes her
tongue against your erect clit. As you near the edge
she pulls away from you. Your hips are attempting to
thrust forward in hopes to catch her tongue again and
bring you satisfaction. You only feel more frustration
as a result. You can feel the warmth of your juices
gliding down your legs. The burning of your pussy is
consuming you now, you can feel it through your entire
body. But you are not fulfilled, instead you are left
for a few moments. You begin to recover from your
desires and the Mistress begins again. Slowly she
presses her long fingers over your wanting, aching body
then into your sex. Her fingers are so long they are
almost like having a penis inside you except the
thickness is missing. She once again brings you to the
edge then leaves you quivering and bucking your hips
outward for release. This continues for another
fifteen minutes. You are totally consumed within the
passions of desire to be satisfied and yet you are left
for nearly ten minutes before the next Mistress takes
control of you.
During this time you have performed admirably, for
you have not been gagged, yet beyond several moans you
have made no pleas nor any other verbal desires. The
Mistress to take her turn with you does not gag you
either, yet she reminds you not to scream or the gag
will be placed in your mouth. Your Master simply
shakes his head up and down in a knowing manner,
agreeing with the words of the Mistress.
Oddly, this is the only person in the room you do
not like the looks of. She is good looking, but her
eyes express a sternness which makes you feel most
uncomfortable and you actually have a fear of her.
As she approaches you, your eyes fix on your
Master's. He looks at you with a loving kindness you
have grown to recognize and your body feels a
tenderness flow through you as his eyes caress the very
depths of your being. Your fear of this Mistress seems
to wane as you become transfixed on your Master's face.
With a suddenness the Mistress slaps her flat, strong
hand at your buttocks. You jerk forward with a start
for you were ill prepared for the beginning of this,
yet manage to maintain silence. She continues the
punishment of your buttocks slapping your white creamy
skin to a pink. Your Master rises, moves in front of
you and quickly presses his firm, strong fingers in
your soaking pussy. He quickly plunges two fingers
into your inner depths as the Mistress continues to
slap at your now redden buttocks. Abruptly you quake
with orgasm. Your Master removes his fingers, the
Mistress strikes at your buttocks again and again
bringing you to another orgasm then another quickly in
succession.
Your Master makes a motion with his hand,
indicating to the Mistress she is to stop. She does
and you are lowered, then removed from your bonds.
Your Master orders you to kneeling position, leaving
you to rest in the center of the playroom. The Masters
and Mistresses in the room engage in chit chat for
twenty minutes or so then their attentions are brought
back to you.
The next Master to have his pleasure with you
requests to have you secured to the table with your
legs spread wide. He wishes to tease you, bringing you
to the edge then thrust deep within your anus. Your
Master agrees, turns to you and nods. You need no
instructions, you rise and go to the table. Laying
flat on your back you slide to the end so your buttocks
hang over slightly. Your feet are fixed on the
stirrups at the end of the table, strapped into them.
The stirrups are spread very wide opening you
completely to this Master's desires. He moves to the
side of the table and begins to tease your flesh around
your neck, just below your sterling silver collar. He
feather touches you causing you to feel a slight chill,
reacting by getting goosebumps. He moves his fingers
down your body slowly, his hands are soft and large.
When he reaches your nipples he slowly circles his
fingertips around the areola, first to your left breast
then your right. Slowly tweaking the flesh until he
finally encases the nipples of both breast between his
forefinger and thumb on each hand. Slowly he increases
the pressure to each nipple, as he does so, he pulled
them upward, distending them from your breasts. A moan
escapes your lips from the pressure he creates to your
sensitive breasts.
He prolongs the pinching of each nipple for nearly
a minute then moves his hands down under your breasts,
cupping them in his palm. As if holding an egg in his
hand he increases the pressure to each breast until he
has embraced each breast within his hand, tightening
his firm, large hands around the entire mound. He
moves his fingers back to the nipples then pinches each
hard, twisting them right then left, then right again.
He continues his play for a minute and a half then
releases you completely. You moan as he twists your
tender nipples as the pleasure/pain seers through your
body finding your pussy. The heat is building again
within you and your desires are burning once again.
His fingers move slowly, lightly down your stomach to
your pubic mound. He draws his fingers lightly toward
your nether lips, when he does you lift your hips
slightly. He pulls back and begins to drag his fingers
lightly down your flesh again from just below your
breasts, as if drawing an invisible line on your skin
down to your shaved pubic mound again. He does this
ten times, his fingers make their way to your nether
lips. He tenderly rubs the outer lips then runs his
fingers up the inside of your thighs. You are lifting
your hips up off the table now, trying to seize his
fingers to pull them inside you. Each time he
withdraws his fingers and moves them to your inside
thighs. Finally he moves his lingering fingers into
the inside of your slit, slowly he drags them over your
hole, not entering, then touches your clit then back
down to your hole. Your juices are flowing easily now
and have run from your canal down to your tender ass
pucker. You can feel your juices spreading on your
bottom. He keeps this up for some time until you are
right at the edge of explosion then he stops. He waits
several minutes watching you carefully, staring into
your wide open pussy, then just as you come down from
the edge he begins again. Teasing you back to the edge
once more. Your hips are bucking upward now, the
burning desire in the pit of your stomach for your
orgasm is overpowering. You know not to beg but you
want it so badly now you can hardly stand it. Finally
he says to you, "What do you want cunt?" You look at
your Master, he gives an approving nod of his head and
your respond quickly, "Fuck me sir, hard and fast." He
positions himself so he can enter your ass. No
lubrication is needed as your juices have flooded your
puckered hole. He thrust hard and fast into you,
hitting the bottom of your ass flesh with his pelvis.
He thrusts so hard in an out of you it feels as though
you are being whipped by his pelvis. He slows now,
taking long strokes in and out of you. He tells you to
request your desires. You ask him to fuck you hard
and fast and add if it pleases him, he might tease your
clit while he fucks your ass. He thrust hard into you,
you are so near the edge now, you pull against your
bonds. You know it will do no good, but you still pull
against them, this excites you even more. Finally his
fingers reach for your clit, he massages it roughly
then pinches it hard, when he does you are dynamited
into a tremendous orgasm causing your body to shake,
jerk, and quiver for several seconds. He pulls his
fingers away then thrust quickly in and out of you
again and again. He feels like a battering ram
slamming into your puckered hole. You feel his cock
stiffen then begin to shot his cream into you, as it
does he quickly reaches for your clit again and pinches
the erect member very hard. You jerk so hard you
strain savagely against your bonds. He continues to
pinch you bringing you to another orgasm as he rams
into you again shooting the last of his cream into your
bowel. You lay back in an exhausted state, his member
still stuffed into your hole. Every nerve within your
body is feeling the sensation of this experience and
you tingle from head to toe. As he pulls out of you it
excites you all over again.
You are left to rest for an hour, as the Masters
and Mistresses leave the room to go and check on their
slaves and refresh themselves with drinks.
Seductive Master, The - 13
Your Master stays with you for five minutes or so
while the other Masters and Mistresses return to the
great room to check on their slaves. He comes to you,
bound on the table, leans down and softly kissed your
lips then your cheeks then your eyes. Finally moving
his mouth back to yours and pressing his tongue deep
within you for a long, intense kiss. He pulls back
from you and delicately touches your breasts then runs
his fingers down your sides to your hips. You moan
with the anticipation of his fingers finding your well
worked hole. He pulls his hands back, straightens up
to turn to your Mistress.
"Take her, clean her inside and out then return
her here," your Master commands your Mistress, then he
leaves the room.
Your Mistress releases your bonds, helps you up,
telling you to quickly make your way to the examination
room on the second floor. You can not move that
quickly but do manage, under your own power, to make it
up the two flights of stairs to the examination room.
You immediately take your place on the table. Your
Mistress prepares an enema, in no nonsense fashion she
administers it then slips a butt plug into you. She
then helps you to the bathroom, removes the plug and
allows you to dispel the enema. She draws a bath for
you as you are doing this; then helps you into the tub.
She quickly rubs you down, while still in the tub, has
you stand, administering a douche to your pussy. Once
completed she dries you off and allows you to fix your
hair as best you can. Within fifteen minutes you are
returned to the playroom, ordered to kneeling position.
You take your position, waiting for your Master
and his guests to return. You kneel for nearly twenty
minutes waiting. When the door opens, a slave is
pushed into the room by his Mistress, almost knocking
into you. His Mistress slaps at his back when he
nearly hits you then orders him to strip. Your Master
comes behind you, touches your shoulder softly and
tells you to move to the floor near his chair. You
quickly rise, following your Master to the other side
of the room.
The slave who was pushed into the room, now stands
in the center of the room without clothes. His
Mistress has gone to the shelving on the playroom wall
and taken a few items from it, alone with a thin birch
rod. She returns to the slave, walking slowly around
him. You have kept your head down until this point,
but finally you sneak a glance at the Mistress. It is
none other than the Mistress you feared earlier this
evening.
"Well you little pussy licker, what have you say
for yourself?" She questioned the young man in front
of her. "Have you not been trained better?" Her foot
tapping the floor waiting an answer.
"Yes Mistress, I have been trained to do better
than what I have. Please Mistress forgive me!" The
young man, about twenty three years old, pleaded.
"Forgive you! Forgive you! I shall birch you.
You have embarrassed me in front of my friends slave,
so you shall be punished in front of my friends." She
reached down to his slightly hard cock and pulled on
it, "You think it important this is satisfied when you
have been ordered not to cum?" As she spoke she pulled
on his cock and squeezed it tightly, his face grimaced
with the pain she was inflicting.
"No Mistress, is not important unless you, my
Mistress approve it." The young man responded
sheepishly with pain edging his voice.
"We will see how you do when you can not cum,
inspite of the need." His Mistress stated. "Now get
yourself hard. If you cum you shall pay dearly you
little pervert."
She stepped back from him, moving to the side so
all could see as he began to jerk himself into
hardness. It was not long before his cock was hard and
erect. Once it is, his Mistress walks over to him,
places a cock ring around his cock, then secures his
balls in a sack, lacing it tightly closed around them.
He moans from the pressure she exerts when she tightens
the laces. She places leather cuffs around his wrists,
hooking them together, then pulls the rope from the
ceiling to attach to the wrist cuffs. Once this is
completed she places a spreader bar between his ankles,
spreading him quite wide, then lifts him slightly off
the floor so only his toes touch. She stands back to
survey her handy work.
Your Master reaches for you, his hand lightly
petting your hair. Slowly he pulls your head towards
him, you glance up to his eyes, he nods down, you see
his member pressing hard on his trousers. Slowly you
unzip his trouser, take his member from them, he wears
no underwear, and you begin to lick and suck his rigid
member. Slowly you lick his shaft up and down, teasing
the head with your tongue. He moves his hips slightly
forward, pushing his rigid cock into your throat. He
pulls back slightly then leans over to you and
whispers, "I shall bring my hand to your head when I
wish your labor to bring me off. Right now just hold
me in your mouth, teasing only the shaft and not the
head." You can not respond, for his firm member is
still within your mouth, but you look into his eyes,
attempting to transmit the words you think, those
being, yes Master.
The Mistress punishing her slave has gone back to
the shelving holding all the treasures of the playroom.
She comes back to her slave, from behind him with a
dildo. She has picked one which is particularly thick
and long. This dildo is nearly three inches in
diameter and twelve inches long. She holds it to the
slave's mouth, orders him to wet it, for that is the
only lubricant there shall be. His tongue quickly runs
over the shaft of it, not wetting it much at all, then
his Mistress pulls it from him and returns behind him.
She slowly, with one hand pulls at his buttocks,
spreading them slightly, with the other hand she shoves
the long thick dildo into his anus. He screams at the
pain. When his scream subsides she quickly pulls it
out completely then thrusts it back into him hard and
fast. Again he screams and begins to plead with his
Mistress for mercy. This only enrages her more, as she
pulls the dildo out again, thrusts it back in, then out
again then back in again. Finally she leaves it
stuffed deep within him.
She moves to the side of him with the birch rod in
hand. She flexes it in the air and it snaps as she
whips her wrist. "I shall use this on you slave, tell
me where, and if you are wrong I shall use it on your
entire body."
"Mistress please," the young man pleaded.
"All right slave, you did not tell me, so I will
choose. First shall be the cock, then the buttocks,
with the dildo still inside." His Mistress retorted
without compassion.
"Please Mistress no, please," the slave pleaded.
"Your pleading will do you no good slave. The
punishment is decided. I am going to gag your mouth so
I need not hear your pleas." The Mistress said as she
walked to the shelving again and brought back a rubber
ball gag. She did not have to command him to open his
mouth, he did so as soon as she placed the ball in
front of it.
She stood to the side of the young slave with the
thin birch rod, pulling it back midway, then swinging
it forward landing it directly on the shaft of his
harden cock. Without hesitation she brought it back
again and slapped at his cock. She did this until she
had delivered ten strokes to his shaft, all with the
tip end of the thin birch rod. He thrashed about
wildly and screamed through his ball gag with each
blow. The head of his cock had pre-cum deposited on it
now, indicating he was surely in agony with the cock
ring so securely tight around his shaft and his balls
tightly laced inside their leather pouch.
She lowered him from the ceiling now, took the
spreader bar off and unhooked his wrist cuffs. She
said nothing, only pointed to the horse across the
room. The young man walked, with great difficulty, but
managed to get to the horse. He immediately lay across
it with the dildo sticking out slightly from his ass.
His Mistress secured his legs and wrists to the
opposing legs of the horse, then took the precaution to
secure the strap around his waist holding him firmly in
the middle to the horse. His Mistress then moved to
the side of him, pulling the birch rod back over her
shoulder landing the first blow on his upturned bare
ass. The rod left a welt which was soon joined by
another laid right along side the first. She continued
the birching until his entire buttocks were aflame with
welts from the rod. Occasionally she stood behind him,
using the rod underhanded then landing it on his
leather encased balls.
You have played with your Master's shaft the
entire time. Your own pussy dripping your juices down
your leg now from the sounds you have been hearing.
Your Master finally touches your head and pushes his
shaft into your mouth then pulls out. You begin to
tease the head of his rigid member with your tongue,
curling it around and around. Within a few minutes his
firm member begins to spasm then shoots its load of
cream into your throat. As it does your Master pushes
in and out of your mouth, fucking your mouth
thoroughly. His cum creams into your throat as you
swallow quickly to take all of him. Soon, too soon for
you, he withdraws from your mouth and you hungrily
clean his member with your tongue. He places his limp
member back into his trousers then leans forward,
telling you to look at the slave who is being punished.
You look over to the horse and see the slave
spread eagle. The dildo still forced within him, his
ass flaming red with welts from the birch rod. His
Mistress finally unhooks him from the horse, helps him
stand, though in his condition now, a cock so rigid it
could drive nails yet restrained by the cock ring, he
cannot stand upright. She leads him to the center of
the room, removes his gag, then asks, "Slave, have you
something to say now?"
"Yes Mistress. Mistress I am sorry I displeased
you and disobeyed your orders not to cum unless told.
I am sorry also Mistress I embarrassed you before your
friends. I am also sorry Mistress I forced you into
having to punish me." The young slave said between
sobs as the tears streamed down his cheeks.
"I should, slave, allow everyone here to beat your
ass and cock." The Mistress said sternly.
You, not knowingly react to her words, and your
Master touches your shoulder gently then rises.
"Mistress Bonnie may I have a word with you in the
hall?" Your Master questions.
"Of course," Mistress Bonnie responds puzzled by
his request. "Of course Master Nathaniel," she says,
turning on her heels to follow your Master to the hall.
When they return, Mistress Bonnie takes her
position by her slave again and your Master comes back
and sits down next to you. His hand touches your back
and slowly moves up and down your spine as Mistress
Bonnie begins to talk again.
"As I said slave, I should permit everyone in here
to punish you. However, I think, instead, I shall have
you wear the cock ring for another two hours, then you
will be permitted to bring yourself off in front of
everyone, unless someone desires to fuck a pathetic
slave such as yourself. Until that time, you shall go
with Master Nathaniel's slave, which he has summoned,
to receive a thorough cleaning and treatment to your
burning ass."
Just then the playroom door opens and in walks
your Mistress, not a slave, who comes to the center of
the room waiting for the young slave's Mistress to
finish with him. Mistress Bonnie slowly withdraws the
dildo from his burning ass, as she does she spreads his
cheeks with her hand and he cries out with the pain of
her touch. She hands the dildo to her slave and tells
him to clean it thoroughly when he gets upstairs to the
examination room. She then whirls around on her heels
and tells your Mistress that once her slave is cleaned
and treated he is to stand in the corner of the great
hall so all can see his reddened ass. As an after
thought she calls out that his cock ring is to stay on
for two more hours then he is to be sent back here to
the playroom when the time is up and she shall remove
it herself.
Finally it is over, you think to yourself. You
knew she was stern but you had not realized how severe
she could be.
Your Master stands now, moves to Mistress Bonnie
and closes his arms around her gently, tenderly pulling
her to his chest. She relaxes into him and he stands
holding her for several minutes while she calms herself
down and regains control. Your Master is talking
softly in a whispered hush as he holds her, she is
responding only by shaking her head.
"Slave, center, kneeling," he says to you as he
releases his arms from Mistress Bonnie. You rise
immediately, quickly moving to the center of the room
and kneel. You thought for a moment the rest of the
Masters and Mistresses would not be using you. You
dreamed it would be your Master only after this harsh
disciplining episode. But this only confirms that you
are not to think, only do as your Master commands.
Mistress Bonnie looks at your Master, as if
reading each others mind, he nods his head to her. She
walks over to you and kneels down in front of you. She
reaches out to you and you withdraw slightly as her
hands find your breasts. You now have great fear of
this woman, for you have seen her anger. Surprisingly
her touch to your breasts is soft and loving. She
gingerly plays with your nipples then leans forward to
lick, her tongue teasing the tips then her lips
brushing against them in a tender kiss. Finally she
pulls the entire nipple into her mouth then sucks on it
gently, teasing it with her tongue. She moves to the
other breasts and does the same. She finally moves her
fingers down to your spread opened sex and fingers you
lightly. You are still very wet and it does not take
much for her to finger you closer to orgasm. As she
does, she continues to alternate between your breasts,
sucking, teasing with her tongue. Finally she pulls
away from your breasts then lays down on the floor on
her back, sliding herself under your spread legs.
Slowly she pulls herself upward to your spread pussy
and begins to flutter her tongue inside you. Her
fingers find your clit and she strokes the head softly
over and over again. Her tongue now planted deep
within your canal wall is flicking inside you, your
clit is hard and erect, when suddenly she thrusts her
tongue in and out of you and you shake, pressing into
her face harder with an orgasm that rushes through your
body.
She does not stop. She continues to bring you
from one orgasm to another to another until you have
had no less than seven. Finally she licks and sucks
your tunnel then withdraws from between your spread
legs. You lean forward with your head on the floor,
ass in the air trying to regain some strength and
composure. No one bothers you for a long time.
You dose off to sleep for a short time. Finally
your Master touches you gently, pulling you carefully
upward so you are sitting on your heels. When he sees
you have recovered fully, he orders you to standing
position, you quickly rise, spreading your legs wide,
hands behind your head. Your Master takes a spreader
bar, attaches wide, heavy leather cuffs to your ankles
then secures the spreader bar to the cuffs. In the
center of this spreader bar is a large hook. Your
Master pulls the rope from the ceiling, hooks it to the
hook in the center of the spreader bar then slowly you
are pulled upward by your feet toward the ceiling.
Your Master stands behind you holding your back, giving
you support and keeping you from hitting your head to
the floor. Once you are secured upside down from the
ceiling a cradle like piece of furnishing is brought
over to you and your shoulders rest on the cradle, with
your head pressed through the opening in the center.
Your Master reaches under the cradle and ties a
blindfold over your eyes.
Someone begins to play and pinch your nipples,
then sucks on them, taking as much of your breast into
his or her mouth as possible. While sucking on one
breast the other is being played with and pinched.
Then the person alternates to the other breast and
teasing the one that was just sucked.
As you hang there upside down, your legs spread
and pussy open, someone begins to drop warm oil into
your slit, with a drop of warm oil caressing inside
your open, wanting hole. While the warm oil is being
dripped into your opening, your breast being teased,
sucked and pinched, someone else's hand finds your clit
and slowly, teasingly rubs and pinches it. Your body
shakes with the excitement of all the attention to your
most sensitive parts. To add to all of this, someone
pushes a long, thin dildo into your ass. Your moans
escape your lips continuously now. The dildo pressed
into your anus is turned on and the vibration brings
your higher and higher. None of the activities cease,
but instead another aspect is added, that being someone
slapping your buttocks with their open hand. The slaps
are not severe or harsh, more of a lovingly gentle
patting, interspersed, infrequently, with a sharp spank
to your buttocks. You quake with orgasm, then again,
as the action does not stop. Over and over again you
shake and jerk with the warm rush catapulting through
your body, finding its release through your hot,
sopping pussy. You trumpet your pleasure with each
orgasm by moaning loudly then shuddering uncontrollably
with each one. Finally, after a what seems forever to
you, but is actually only twenty or thirty minutes, it
stops. You are pulled from the cradle, then lowered to
floor. Your body limp and exhausted. Someone pulls
the vibrating dildo from your anus, then someone else
lifts you from the floor, after removing the spreader
bar and leather cuffs around your ankles, places you on
the table. Your hands are released. Then someone
straddles your limp body as it lay on the table, hands
pull at your blindfold, removing it. Your Master
slowly moves into your well worked pussy and begins to
slowly pump in and out of you. Despite your exhaustion
you respond to him lovingly, as your pussy tightens
around his rigid member. Your hands reach up to him,
enclosing him in your arms. He leans downward to your
breasts. Slowly he pushes into you then slides easily
out then back in, his tongue reaches for your right
nipple and begins to tease the flesh then sucks hard on
the erect nipple. His head moves to the left nipple
and repeats the same action. Finally he begins to
thrust deep within you, filling your canal with his
stiff, hard cock. Your love channel being filled and
satisfied the only way you had silently pleaded for all
through the night. His speed increases as does the
forcefulness in which he reams your canal. He speaks
to you in the midst of this, "What do you want slave,
tell your Master what you want, do not beg."
"Master fuck me," you whisper back to him, "Fuck
me hard and fast, harder and faster."
With that he thrusts faster and harder into you
for several minutes, his cock spasms and you explode
with an orgasm as you feel his cream flood your
insides. He continues to plunge in and out of you for
several more minutes, pumping all his cream deep into
you, bringing you from orgasm to another. Finally his
member is spent, he withdraws, laying partially on you
and on your side. Suddenly the room explodes with
applause. Your vision is cloudy from exhaustion, but
you glance around the table to see the faces of the
Mistresses and Masters gazing at you and your Master.
You fall quickly to sleep. You awaken briefly
when your Master pulls himself from your side and gets
off the table. You scan the room quickly through sleep
filled eyes and see the young male slave with the cock
ring standing in the center of the room, your eyes
close and sleep encompasses you.
While you sleep the young male slave is taken to
the center of the room. He is obviously in great pain
with his still rigid cock trapped within the ring and
balls encased in a tight leather sack. His Mistress
orders him to bring anyone in the room to orgasm, then,
she promises he shall be given relief. Slowly he moves
to each Master and Mistress asking if they desire his
tongue, cock or ass. When he gets to the first
Mistress she orders him to lick her ass and fuck her
puckered hole with his tongue. She leans forward,
bracing herself on a chair in front of her, pulls her
cheeks open waiting. He quickly moves his tongue to
her ass cheeks licking, kissing, licking some more. He
moves his tongue to her puckered hole, licks and kisses
her, then licks some more then presses his tongue
quickly into her. His hands are free and he moves them
to the front of her and begins rubbing her dripping
pussy then her clit. His tongue jets in and out of her
anus, then he pushes deep into her and flicks his
tongue quickly inside her. She suddenly shakes with
orgasm, pushing her ass further back to his face to
take more of his tongue, he thrusts it in again as deep
as he can, she bucks her hips against him once more
then slowly stands back up straight.
Everyone else is tired and too tired to take the
offer of the young man, except for one Master. He
orders the slave to the horse and has him lay over it,
tells him to spread his ass cheeks wide. The Master
pulls out his large, thick cock, places some warm oil
over it, then dips his fingers into the warm oil and
pushes them into the young man's anus. The Master
lubricates his anus thoroughly then pounds his thick
cock into the young man, causing him to gasp as it
enters deep into his sore butt hole. The Master
thrusts hard and fast and quickly achieves his goal,
then withdraws and shots his cum over the young slaves
back. The slave lays there while his Mistress cleans
his back off with a towel then she orders him to the
center of the room.
"What have you to tell your Mistress slave?", she
asks firmly, as she walks around his spread body.
"Mistress, I have been terribly naughty tonight
and disobedient. I deserved all you have done and more
Mistress. I am ashamed, Mistress, that I was unruly
and insubordinate. Please Mistress, please forgive
me."
His Mistress says nothing, but lovingly touches
his bottom, then moves to the front of him and slowly
removes his cock ring. The agony that crossed his face
is now beginning to leave. Slowly she removes the
leather sack from his balls. She gently, tenderly rubs
his cock and balls then orders him down to the floor.
Once there, she spreads her legs over him and slowly
slides down to his rock hard cock. With a smooth,
experienced action she begins to slide up and down his
rigid cock. Within moments he explodes inside her. He
pumps his hips upward, bucking against her cunt, then
roughly fingers her clit until she bucks and thrusts
onto him again with orgasm. She holds his limp member
deep within her muscle tight walls for several minutes,
savoring the feel of his cock filling her, then finally
pulls off him and lays on top of him. He softly kisses
her face until she takes him in her mouth and tongue
kisses him deeply.
Seductive Master, The - 14
When you wake, you find yourself in your Master's
bed. You are not bond. Your Master lays beside you
still asleep. You lay quietly looking, studying your
Master's body. You do not touch him for you wish not
to wake him. You can feel your pussy tingle as you
stare at him. Finally you slide off the side of the
bed and head for the adjoining bathroom. You take your
time relieving yourself then cleaning up a bit,
brushing your hair and washing your face. While you
are cleaning yourself up, your Master enters the bath.
He says nothing to you but merely relieves himself then
washes his face, heads back to the bedroom. Once you
have finished you quietly go back to the bedroom and
slide back onto the bed next to your Master, who has
gone back to bed waiting for you. He slowly reaches
for you and pulls you close to his chest. Nothing is
said. He rubs his soft, gentle hand over your back as
his other hand presses your face to his chest. He
holds you tenderly for a very long time, without
speaking.
"Today we shall marry slave," he finally states to
you in a matter of fact manner. "Then you shall be
given the right to be called Elizabeth again. I have
picked what I wish you to wear. The Judge will perform
two marriages for us. First shall be the traditional,
second shall be the Master/Slave vows you must say.
Then my dear slave, we shall have a honeymoon, going to
my house in the woods. We shall make love and do
whatever your heart desires. Today shall be your day
to make choices. So you should begin thinking of your
wants and needs now."
You glance up at your Master, pulling yourself
upward slightly so you can see his face easily.
"Master I wish what you wish. I am here to please you
and wish only to do this."
Your Master reaches for you head and gently his
hand runs through your hair. "I know slave, you have
proven this in the past weeks of your training.
However, there are surely things you enjoy more than
others. Of those, I wish you to make a choice."
You bow your head, finally leaning back to your
Master's chest and merely whisper, "Yes Master." You
lay there wrapped in his strong arms for a very long
time. He makes no move to caress you or excite you.
He simply embraces you in his arms lovingly.
"I'm hungry slave," your Master finally says, "how
about you?"
"Yes Master," you respond, surprised at his
question for it has never been asked by him before of
you.
"Then let's go eat some breakfast slave. After
which you shall begin the preparations for our
marriage." He says, rises from the bed and tenderly
pulls at your arms until you are pulled from the bed.
He leans down to you and kisses your lips softly, then
presses his tongue into your mouth giving you a longing
tongue kiss. He withdraws after several minutes then
swats your bare bottom teasingly and says let's go.
You quickly go to the door, open it, waiting for your
Master to exit first, then follow behind him down to
the kitchen. Breakfast is already on the table. The
Judge, who spent the night and his slave are seated at
the table eating. The slave rises and kneels as soon
as your Master enters the room. Your Master nods to
her, takes his seat, then she rises and sits back in
her chair. You glance at your Master, questioning if
you are expected to do the same to the Judge, for he
has never instructed you to do this. He nods at you
then at your chair and you slip onto the seat and do
not kneel before the Judge. The Judge's slave is quite
lovely. She is a natural blonde, with hair that is
straight and long, which comes to the middle of her
back. She wears a wide belt around her waist, from the
center of the belt are three thin rope like strands.
One strand is running through the center of the girl's
sex, pulled tightly over her opened pussy, rubbing her
clit each time she moves. The other two ropes are
pressed on the outside lips of her pussy, pressing the
one over her clit deeper within her nether lips. When
she rose to kneel to your Master you noted a small
dildo inserted inside her pussy. It is not big enough
to bring satisfaction, but big enough to cause
excitement. You can feel your pussy dripping with
excitement as you think of the constant pressure she is
receiving from her bonds.
The Judge and your Master engage in small talk as
you eat breakfast. When you are finished, your
Mistress appears in the doorway. Your Master instructs
you to go with her and prepare for the day. You
quickly rise and move to your Mistress. She leads you
from the room to the second floor examination room.
You go to the table, as you have many times,
without instructions, however your Mistress orders you
into the bathroom instead. You quickly move to the
bathroom and take standing position. She slowly
prepares the enema you know you are going to receive.
Once it is ready she pulls a chair from the corner of
the bath and sits. She orders you to lay across her
lap and spread your legs wide. She has never given you
an enema in this fashion before, but you do as
instructed without question. Slowly she runs her
fingers up and down your slit, pressing her fingers
into your wet pussy. She reaches for the vaseline and
pushes her fingers into it then presses it slowly into
your anus. Her fingers play deep within you, greasing
your hole thoroughly. Finally she presses the enema
nozzle into you and releases the clip to the enema bag,
the water flows gently into you. As it flows she plays
with your pussy, running her fingers into your dripping
hole, then to your clit. She teases at your sensitive
flesh the entire time the enema flows into you. When
the warm water empties from the bag she slowly pulls
the nozzle from you and replaces it with a butt plug.
Keeping you across her lap she teases your clit more
and more, until you finally flood her hand with your
juices as your orgasm surges through your body.
She orders you to stand and go relieve yourself.
While you do this, she runs water in the tub, testing
it with her hand periodically. When you have finished
she nods to the tub, you need no further instructions,
you immediately slide into the warm water. Her hands
slowly cup the water in the tub and she drains it from
her hands onto your skin. She then soaps you
completely, having you stand to do your pussy and
bottom, teasing your flesh as she does. Once the bath
is completed she uses a douche to clean your nether
region. She then orders you to the examination table.
Quickly you go to the examination table, placing
your legs into the stirrups, your hands over your head,
without instruction. Your Mistress secures your hands,
legs and knees in the standard fashion then begins to
rub a nice smelling oil over your body. Not ignoring
your spread open sex and ass crack. When finished she
releases you, has you roll over on your stomach and
repeats the same process to your back. She then orders
you back on your back. Again you are spread open wide
and secured. She goes to the cupboard across the room,
withdraws a tube of something and returns to you.
Slowly she squeezes some of the cream from the tube
onto her fingers then massages it into your nipples.
Your nipples get warmer and warmer as she massages.
Once she has achieved the reaction she desires she
places decorated nipple clips to your two erect tits.
The decoration on the clips is a sterling silver disk
with the word 'Master's' engraved on each. She moves
to your spread legs, places some more cream on her
fingers then begins to rub it into your pussy region,
over your clit, over your inner lips, then down your
opened crack to your anus. Your hips begin to thrust
upward as the cream heats your sensitive region. She
squeezes more cream on her fingers and rubs more into
your delicate region, causing you to thrust your hips
upward again and again. Once she is satisfied with the
effects, she places a small, thin butt plug into your
anus, then a thin dildo into your hot, dripping pussy.
You are left for several minutes while she goes to wash
her hands. Your excitement building through your body.
When she returns, she releases you, orders you to
the center of the room in standing position.
Immediately you take your place, hands behind head,
legs spread wide. She places a wide, soft leather belt
around your waist, the buckle is sterling silver
bearing your Master's name. It is tightened firmly
around your waist. Your Mistress then attaches three
thin soft leather straps to the front of the belt,
pulls one through your pussy lips, pressing the dildo
and butt plug deeper within you. She secures it
tightly to the back of the belt. Then does the same
with the other leather strips, each going on the
outside of your pussy lips. The way she secures them
is so tight it causes a great deal of pressure to your
sensitive region, yet an excitement courses through you
with the continuous pressure to your clit and anus.
Another wide, soft leather strap is hooked over the top
of the three other leather straps then pressed between
your legs, pulled firmly and connected to the back of
the belt. She then places a soft leather harness
around your breasts. The harness presses your breasts
upward and out at the same time.
Your Mistress goes to the phone, calling someone
in the house, then returns to you, saying nothing, but
stands waiting. A knock comes to the door, your
Mistress commands them to come in, and several young
slaves enter the room. They begin to work with your
hair, which your Mistress had washed during your bath.
Finally, after about two hours of preparation you are
finished then led down the stairs to the great room.
When you enter, your Master stands at the other
side of the room with the Judge in front of him. The
Judge's slave is kneeling beside the Judge.
Your Mistress whispers into your ear to walk to
your Master. You glance around the room as you begin
to walk towards the man you have fallen in love with
and love to call Master. No one else is in the room,
save the slaves of the house, your Master, Mistress,
the Judge and his slave. Your Master smiles at you as
he takes in the full effects of your body as you walk
to him. He is dressed in a tuxedo, yet you know he
wears no underwear, so you will have access to him
quickly. Finally you reach his side and the Judge
clears his throat and begins.
The first ceremony is the standard words of any
marriage ceremony. When it is completed the Judge nods
to your Master, who leans forward and lightly kisses
your lips. He then stands back up fully and looks down
at you, nodding his head toward the floor. You quickly
take the hint, kneeling beside your Master. The Judge
clears his throat again and begins: "Slave Elizabeth,
you must agree with the words spoken here in order for
this marriage to be complete. Repeat after me slave
Elizabeth, 'I, slave to my Master Nathaniel, do hereby
vow to be his wife, providing him pleasure for the
years to come, in whatever fashion he so desires. I
promise to obey his every command, and in failing to do
so, promise to ask for the punishment I deserve from my
Master. I also promise to receive any punishment,
regardless of its severity, my Master deems necessary.
I promise to always be spread and ready for my Master
or anyone he decides who should take me, with my sex
always wet and warm for him." You complete the
statement, the Judge having stopped periodically for
you to say the words. He then turns slightly, facing
toward your Master. Your Master places his hand to
your head.
The Judge begins: "I, Master Nathaniel, take thee,
slave Elizabeth as my wife. I shall love and provide
for you. I shall discipline you when it is needed, as
well as when it brings me pleasure. I shall permit you
to care for my desires and ensure you fulfillment of
your desire to be controlled, disciplined, loved and
used. I shall, each day, bring you pleasure by using
your sex and body in a fashion I deem suited."
Your Master having finished his statement, as you
look up to his face, your sex is flowing easily,
soaking the thin leather strips pressing into you and
the wider leather strap covering them. Your Master,
pulling at the back of the leather belt around your
waist, pulls you from your knees to him. He presses
his mouth to yours and kisses your deeply. The Judge
then kisses you on the lips. One slave comes forward
with a camera in hand, snaps several picture of you and
your Master, your husband. Your Master nods to your
Mistress, she comes to you, taking your arm, then leads
you back upstairs. The belt, nipple clips, dildos are
taken from you, everything is removed until you are
nude. A dress is placed on you. A sheer white, low
cut dress. A garter belt is placed on you then you sit
to have sheer, white nylons placed on your legs. A
pair of white heels are put on your feet, three and a
half inches high. Your Mistress orders you to the
examination table, telling you to lean over it and pull
up your dress. You do so. She then places a thick
butt plug into your anus. Once finished she has you
stand up, then kisses you sweetly and quickly, then
tells you to join your Master downstairs. You quickly
go downstairs to your Master.
Your Master has a small bag with him, which he
picks up then leads you out the door to the waiting
car. The car is a Mercedes convertible with the top
down. You are seated in the passenger seat, your
Master takes the driver's side. Soon you are on the
open highway, making your way to his home in the woods.
He looks over to you then orders you to remove your
dress. Quickly you slide forward to pull the dress
from underneath your buttocks and slide it over your
head. You immediately spread your legs wide on the
seat of the car. Your flesh becomes covered with
goosebumps as the wind slaps against your nude body.
Your Master presses a button and the roof of the car
begins to rise. He reaches to you with one hand, the
other on the wheel, then presses his fingers into your
dripping sex. He smiles sweetly at you, then presses
his dripping fingers to your mouth. You quickly suck
them clean, teasing them with your tongue. He orders
you to tease your erect nipples, warning you not to
pinch them, but only tease them. You begin to slowly
caress the nipples, teasing the flesh more and more.
His hand moves to your wet, shaven pussy again and
begins to tease at the lips then the clit. As he rubs
you to the edge, he orders you to pinch your nipples
hard. You do as instructed, feeling yourself about to
burst with orgasm. As you rise higher your Master
orders you to stop as he pulls his fingers from you.
Reluctantly you pull your fingers from your breasts.
He then looks down at his bulging pants, saying to you,
"I think I have something you must attend to."
Quickly you lean to his lap, unzip his trousers and
pull his erect penis from them. You begin by kissing
the head of his shaft, then slowly lick the shaft,
pressing into his trousers with your tongue to lick at
his swollen balls, then back up his shaft. You slide
the head into your mouth, teasing it with your tongue,
he is moving now into you, pressing his hips forward.
He is having some problems driving, but you are so
involved in satisfying him you do not notice. You
continue to tease and lick his firm, erect member until
he explodes inside your mouth.
Your tongue laps at the cum, swallowing quickly so
as not to lose a single drop. His member finally
becomes limp again, you wash the entire shaft with your
tongue, then place it back into his trousers. He zips
them back up. You resume your position in the seat on
the passenger side with legs spread wide. Your Master
orders you to remove your garter belt and nylons then
place your hands behind your back and to sit in this
fashion until you arrive at the home, you do so without
hesitation. The cars speeding past you take no notice
of your nude body, busy in their quest to get to their
destinations, however when you pass a group of semi-
trucks, they become active with the blasting of their
horns as you slowly pass each cab, with each trucker
gazing down into the car looking at your nude, exposed
body. This experience is exciting you even more, as
your pussy drips it's juice onto the seat beneath you.
Finally your Master turns the car off the highway to a
two lane highway, drives for another six miles then
turns off to a single lane, black top paved road.
About two miles down this road you come to a gate, your
Master pushes a button inside the car, the gate opens,
you drive through, then the gate closes behind you. He
drives another three miles down the road before the
house comes to view. The house is not huge, but large,
two story Old English Tudor home. He stops the car
directly in front of the walk-way leading to the front
door.
You do not make a move, as your Master has not
instructed you do so. He gets out of the car, comes to
your side, opens the door, then reaches down to you and
lifts you carefully from the seat of the car, carrying
you to the door. He cradles you in his arms as one
hand fumbles with a set of keys and unlocks the door.
He carries you into the foyer, sets you feet down to
the floor then kisses you deep and tenderly. He looks
down at you and finally says, "I love you Elizabeth,"
then kisses you again. When he withdraws you whisper
to him, as he holds your close to him, "I love you
Master Nathaniel, more than life itself." He kisses
you again.
He goes to the car and retrieves the small
suitcase and your dress, garter belt, shoes and nylons
then comes back to you in the foyer. You have taken
standing position while you wait for him. He smiles
when he enters, seeing you standing there waiting for
him. He slides the case down, lays your dress and
other items on top of it then moves to you, leaning
forward kisses you again.
"Come, my wife and slave, we shall tour the
house." You move through the house, your Master
showing you each room. Before taking you upstairs he
takes you to the playroom in the basement. This
playroom is very different from the one at the house in
the city. It has a thick, plush carpeting on the
floor, a large four post king size bed. A couch, a
lounge chair on another wall. There are three cabinets
with glass fronts housing the various tools of
pleasure/pain, such as whips, cane, paddles, etc. You
are delighted with the room and wish to stay there, but
your Master says no, that the two of you shall retire
to the bedroom. He moves through the door of the
playroom, heading back upstairs, you quickly follow
behind him.
Your Master shows you the guest rooms then finally
leads you into the Master suite. Attached to the suite
is a living room, off this room is a jacuzzi and sauna,
then finally the bedroom. The bed is on a platform,
raised approximately four inches above the floor level.
The king size bed is a four poster bed with canopy and
draperies surrounding it. Off the bedroom is another
room, obviously a playroom from the items on the
shelves there, then the Master's bath off to the right
and another bath off to the left. Your Master tells
you this is your bath, you enter it to see a large tub,
big enough for two people. Various items are there,
such as an enema bag, numerous bottles of lotion,
perfumes, and even bubble bath salts. You are so gitty
with the thought of sharing your life with this man
now, that your enthusiasm has found its way to your
pussy and your juices flow onto your inner thigh. Your
Master stands watching you as you look over the items
in the bath, eventually he reaches for you and pulls
you to him, kissing you tenderly.
"Playroom slave, off the bedroom." He says,
looking down at you. Quickly you move to the playroom,
taking your standing position in the center of the
room. Your Master goes into the bedroom, changes from
his tuxedo putting on only a robe. He comes back to
you and slowly circles you, reaching out to touch your
wet pussy lips. He pushes your forward slightly so you
are bending at the waist and slowly withdraws the butt
plug you have held inside you. "What is your desire
slave Elizabeth? What pleasure do you ask of your
Master?"
You knew this time would come. You had thought
about it since your Master told you that you would be
pleased in the fashion you desire. "Master," you
finally say, "the most exciting and pleasant thing I've
had done to me since coming to you was the time you
gave me a bare bottom spanking over your knees. I ask
you to do this, then slide your manhood into me then
spank me as you pump in and out. If this pleases you
Master Nathaniel." He smiles down at you then slowly
removes his robe, his member is already becoming firm
at your request. He moves to the straight back chair
on the other side of the room, sits down then says
firmly and harshly to you, "Wife, slave Elizabeth,
across my knee. I shall spank your bottom as one might
spank a child who has behaved badly. Come now."
Quickly you move to your Master's lap, laying
across it awaiting the warming of your bare bottom.
Your juices bubble out of you now with the excitement
racing through your body. Slowly your Master rubs your
tender ass cheeks then pulls his hand back and firmly
administers a spank to your bare ass. The spank is not
hard, but is soon followed by a series of harsh spanks,
three in all, then another soft, spank. He continues
spanking at your cheeks until they turn to bright red.
His member has grown under you, pressing into your
stomach as he spanks you soundly. He stops now,
running his fingers into your slit then to your soaking
wet pussy, he plays at your clit then pulls his fingers
back and begins to spank you again. Soon you shake
across his lap with orgasm. He stops, waiting for you
to calm down then begins again. The spanking and
teasing continues for nearly an hour. Finally he tells
you to stand, your ass cheeks burning from his firm
hand slapping against them. He pulls you up to him and
slides you onto his erect, hard cock. You wrap your
feet around his waist and your hands around his neck.
As he thrust his hips forward pushing his rigid member
deeper into you, he begins to slap at your red buttocks
and spanks you in earnest. Within a few minutes you
reach orgasm again. He continues to pull out slightly
from you then thrusts his hips forward again and again.
Slapping your buttocks each time. You reach your
eighth orgasm being spanked and entered in this
fashion.
Without pulling out of you he walks to the bedroom
and lays you back on the bed. His member pushes
further inside you with his weight coming down on your
body. Your burning ass cheeks touch the bed and you
jerk upward to him as they do. Finally he pulls out of
you completely, orders you to roll over with buttocks
in the air. You take the kneeling position with head
bent down resting on your hands. You feel the head of
his rock hard member touch your puckered hole, then
with one quick movement he thrusts into you. His body
pumps back and forth pushing his rod in and out of you
quickly. His right hand reaches around in front of
you, you are waiting for him to tease your clit,
instead you feel his hand slap sharply onto your opened
sex. With the three stinging slap you jerk and quiver
to orgasm, thrusting back onto his stiff member which
is still lodged deep within you bowel. He continues to
spank your open pussy then withdraws from your anus.
Slapping your still red buttocks as he does.
"On your back," he says to you. You have not
completely recovered from your recent orgasms and do
not respond quickly. The flat of his hand slaps
against your buttocks then down your crack to your open
pussy. You move faster to position yourself on your
back. He thrusts himself deep into your spread open
pussy and begins to pump in and out of you as if he
were possessed with thrusting into you as hard and fast
as he can. You feel his member swell more within your
love canal then it begins to shot his cream deep within
you. As he thrusts in and out of you he reaches for
your left nipple, pinches it very hard, causing you to
moan with the pain/pleasure it causes. Your hips buck
upwards to take him deeper into you as his cream floods
your inner walls. He pinches the right nipple in the
same manner then moves his hand to your clit and begins
to slap at it in time with his still hard member
slamming in and out of you. Soon he stiffens, you feel
his entire load of cream blast into you, at the same
time you shake, jerk, then buck your hips upward to him
and climax at the same time. He lays down, his member
still inside you, on top of you to rest. Shortly his
limp member falls out of you and you again feel empty.
His fingers move to your sex, slowly his pushes them
into you and you both sleep, his fingers staying deep
within you.
When you wake you notice the shadows of the room
have changed and see that it is dusk outside now. Your
Master is not on the bed with you any longer. You hear
the jacuzzi running, so you stand and enter that room.
Your Master is leaning back against the wall of the
jacuzzi he sits in with his eyes closed. You walk over
to him, not saying anything, then kneel beside him with
legs spread wide. Soon he looks up to see you there.
Your sex open to him at eye level. His hand presses
into your pussy and teases the flesh then he orders you
into the pool of swirling water. Once in, he stands
behind you, tells you to spread your legs wide then
positions your open sex to the jetting water flow.
Within a few minutes your sex is reacting wildly to the
pulsating water on the head of your clit. Your Master
feels your body stiffen then turns you around, pulls
you up to him and thrusts his rigid cock into your
wanting pussy. He carries you out of the spa to the
floor then tells you to ask for what you want. You
scream, "Fuck me Master, fuck me hard and fast, please
Master." He thrusts in and out of you until you
explode with orgasm. He is still hard, but pulls out
of you then orders you to the playroom.
You enter the room, taking your position in the
center with legs spread wide and hands behind your
head. Your Master goes to the shelving, returning with
a pair of nipple clamps. He teases your nipples until
they are firm then attaches the clips to your nipples.
He then moves to the side of the room and unfastens a
hook which secures a board, when lowered it becomes a
table top, the legs are extended and snapped into
place. Your Master says nothing but nods his head to
you and your quickly move to the table top. He tells
you to slide down to the end, with your legs hanging
over the end. You do so. He then goes to the shelving
retrieving something then picks up the chair he had sat
on earlier to spank you and places it down at the
bottom of the table. He places leather straps around
your ankles, then secures them to ropes hanging from
the ceiling. He then secures your hands above your
head, hooking them to a hook at the other end of the
table. He drags his fingers across your body as he
walks back down to the end of the table to seat
himself. Within moments you feel his breath against
your open sex. Then his fingers spread the lips open
wide then you feel the sting of a small willow branch
against your clit. You scream, pulling against your
bonds, then the willow branch strikes your pussy and
clit again. Each time you yank against your bonds,
lunging your hips upward with each blow, your screams
turn to a howl with the pain coursing through your
nether region. After a dozen whips to your open pussy
your Master stops then tells you, "This, my wife slave,
is the punishment you will receive when disobedient or
naughty. As you enjoy the spankings to your ass this
will be your form of punishment. A punishment should
feel like a punishment. Giving instructional
correction and not pleasure." He leans down to your
tear soaked cheek and kisses you softly. "I'm sorry my
little puss to have to introduce you in such a harsh
manner. But it is necessary for you to understand,
that notwithstanding our marriage, you are my slave and
must obey or suffer the consequences."
"Yes my husband, my Master, I understand," you say
through sobs. His hand moves over your face and
gently, tenderly wipes the tears from you. He removes
the nipple clips from your breasts, teasing the
circulation back into the flesh. He moves back down to
the chair at the foot of the table and seats himself.
You brace by stiffening your body for another blow of
the willow switch, instead you feel the warmth of his
tongue on your pussy. Slowly he licks and flutters his
tongue over your painful region, until the pain stops
and pleasure replaces it. Your juices flow down
between your ass cheeks and his tongue follows the
juice, teasing your open anus. He stops and releases
your bonds, pulls you down to the end of the table to
his opened arms. He holds you tightly for several
minutes then pulls the chair out and away from the
wall. He leads you to the chair, sits down and pulls
you over his knees and begins to slap at your buttocks.
He administers forty spanks in quick fashion then pulls
you up to your feet. He orders you down to kneeling
and bowing position. Immediately you kneel, bow over
so your head is resting on your arms. He thrusts his
rock hard cock into your dripping pussy from behind.
His pelvis slapping into your burning ass cheeks each
time. You are both consumed with orgasm, again and
again he pushes in an out of you until you both cum
again. His member drained of his cream, he withdraws
from you then lays down on the floor next to you.
Quickly you move into position over his limp member and
begin to suck and lick it clean. His hand finds your
head and pets at your hair. He then pulls you up to
his chest, presses your down to him and holds you close
to him.
You both drift off to sleep. You glow inside with
the knowledge that this man, this Master loves you. He
will tend to your every need, giving pleasure to your
body and releasing your inner self with discipline when
you do not behave properly. You sleep with a smile on
your face, knowing for all of your life you shall be
owned and loved by this man, this seductive Master.
End of Seductive Master series.
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